The Wistful Asylum

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The rain had been falling for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the cobblestones of the old city into slick, black mirrors, and it was in this damp, suffocating silence that I finally understood what it meant to be abandoned by my own body. I stood before the bronze plaque on the door of the St. Jude’s Infirmary, a place that smelled of lye and old blood, my hand hovering over...

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