The Wistful Dinner

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The elevator to the fourteenth floor did not hum; it groaned, a low, tectonic sound that seemed to originate in the soles of Elias’s shoes. He stood with his back to the doors, watching his reflection warp in the brushed steel. It was a face he no longer recognized, stretched thin by the vertical lines of the skyscraper, the eyes hollowed out by a fatigue that sleep could not touch. The...

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