The Wistful Witness

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2026-08-20 05:34:10 -

The kettle screams. It is a high, thin sound that cuts through the fog rolling off the Thames. You stand by the window. The glass is cold. Your breath fogs it. You wipe the spot with your sleeve. You watch the steam rise from the iron pot on the stove. It curls like a ghost. You are a man who fixes clocks. You know time. You know it ticks. You know it stops. You do not know why it returns. The...

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