The Faded Apartment
The wool coat had a smell of damp earth and old tobacco, a scent that seemed to seep through the fabric and into the marrow of her bones, though she had not worn it in twenty years, not since the winter her father had sold the house to the men in the grey suits, those men who smelled of polished mahogany and cold, calculated silence. She stood in the center of the apartment, a sparse,...
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