The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The train hisses, a long, shuddering exhalation of steam that fills the carriage with the smell of wet wool and coal dust, and you stand by the window, watching the gray plains of Nebraska blur into a streak of indeterminate motion. You are Inspector Elias Thorne, or so the badge pinned to your lapel declares, but the name feels like a coat that no longer fits, too heavy, too stiff, clinging to...

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