The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The rain hits the tin roof of the depot. It is a steady, gray drumming. You are sitting on the floor. Your boots are off. Your feet are cold. The wood is damp. "Pack it up, Jack," says Miller. He stands by the door. His coat is wet. He looks thin. "The truck is coming in ten minutes." You do not move. You look at your hands. They are shaking. The skin is loose. The knuckles are swollen. You are...

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