The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The rain here does not fall; it hangs, a suspended grey curtain that blurs the horizon until the sky and the mud are indistinguishable, a singular, breathing entity that swallows the edges of the world whole, and you stand in the center of this damp, timeless void, your boots sinking into the soft, black earth with a sound that is less a squelch and more a sigh, a long, wet exhalation of the...

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