The Distant Promise
You are leaving the shop just as the rain begins to slick the cobblestones with a sheen that looks suspiciously like blood, and you know, with the absolute certainty of a man who has spent forty years measuring the curvature of oak and the grain of ash, that you have made a mistake so profound it will unmake the architecture of your life, because you have left the ledger open on the counter,...
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