The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The rain against the high, narrow windows of the St. Jude’s Institution for the Reformed was not the soft, romantic drizzle one finds in poetry, but a relentless, grey sheet that erased the boundary between the wet cobblestones of the street and the wet glass of the room, creating a continuous, shivering veil of water that seemed to pull everything toward a central, drowning point. I sat at the...

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