The Faded Apartment

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The wind did not howl so much as it screamed, a high, thin sound that seemed to drill directly into the bone, stripping the flesh away from the world until only the raw, trembling architecture of the street remained. It was a November in London that felt less like a season and more like a punishment, a gray, slushy erasure of all distinct lines, where the fog rolled in from the Thames with the...

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