The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The bread was stale, but it was the only thing in the world that had not been replaced by the gray uniform, and Thomas Ashworth tore it with his bare hands, the crust flaking onto the dirt of the road like dry skin. He chewed slowly, savoring the gritty, fermented taste, feeling the coarse grain grind against his molars, a physical anchor to his humanity in a world that had become smooth,...

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