The Distant Affair

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The rain had not stopped in three days. It fell upon the glass of the high windows of the chancellery with a persistent, cold rhythm, a drumming that seemed to hollow out the bones of the stone building. I stood in the antechamber, my fingers tracing the grain of the mahogany desk, feeling for a pulse that was not there. The air smelled of wet wool and old paper, a scent that had become so...

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