The Wistful Asylum

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a persistent, gray mist that seeped into the porous limestone walls of the St. Jude’s Community Center, turning the polished oak floorboards into a slick, treacherous mirror that reflected the distorted, swaying forms of the three hundred men and women who had gathered there to celebrate the annual Harvest of Gratitude, a festival that had...

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