The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

You are standing in the kitchen of a house that is slowly falling apart, holding a mug of tea that has gone cold in your hands, while the sound of your brother’s laughter echoes from the living room where he is hosting a dinner party. The air smells of damp plaster and roasted garlic, a thick, suffocating mixture that clings to the back of your throat. You are the daughter of this place, the...

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