The Faded Apartment

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2026-08-19 23:03:56 -

The rain had been falling for three days, a persistent, gray weeping that turned the cobblestones of Oakhaven into a slick, obsidian mirror reflecting the bruised sky, and I stood in the doorway of my own home, watching the water trace the cracks in the brickwork with the slow, deliberate precision of a surgeon’s blade, realizing that the house itself was dying, its mortar softening, its...

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