The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The frost on the windowpane was not merely condensation, but a living map of my own failing architecture, a crystalline labyrinth that mirrored the fracturing of the mind I had spent thirty years trying to stabilize. I stood in the center of the lecture hall, the silence of the empty seats pressing against my eardrums like deep water, while the cold radiated from the glass with a tactile,...

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