The Faded Apartment

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The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the cobblestones of the industrial quarter into a slick, mirror-like expanse that reflected the sickly yellow glow of the gas lamps. I sat on the edge of my narrow bed, watching the water drip from the eaves in a steady, rhythmic percussion that seemed to count down the seconds of my life. My body was a cage of pain, a lattice of iron that had...

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