The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The river had turned the color of old tea. It sat heavy in the valley, sluggish and thick, reflecting the soot-stained sky of the mill town. You stood on the stone wall, your coat buttoned to the chin, watching the water churn against the pilings of the bridge. The air tasted of coal smoke and damp wool. Your hands were shaking. Not from the cold, though it was November, and the frost bit hard...

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