The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The rain had been falling for three days, a steady, gray curtain that blurred the edges of the city and turned the cobblestones into slick, black mirrors. I stood in the doorway of the antique shop, my collar turned up against the chill, watching the water bead on the glass and slide down in long, trembling lines. Inside, the air smelled of dust, old paper, and the faint, metallic scent of...

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