The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The separation from the station at the edge of the valley was not a dramatic tearing away but a slow, viscous peeling, like the skin of a ripe fruit giving way to the air, and Elias Thorne stood on the platform with his duffel bag slung over one shoulder, watching the train’s tail lamps recede into the grey morning mist until they were indistinguishable from the dying breath of the sun, leaving...

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