The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The rain hit the pavement in sheets. It was cold. Not winter cold. Damp. The kind that soaks through wool and settles in the bones. I woke in the station. My head throbbed. A dull, rhythmic ache behind the eyes. I sat up. The bench was hard. Wet. My uniform was there. Dark blue. Faded at the elbows. The brass buttons were tarnished. I touched them. They were cold. I am a detective. Or I was....

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