The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The coat was a charcoal grey wool, a heavy, dense thing that had once belonged to the world of men who did not have to count the change in their pockets, and it hung on the back of the plastic chair in the corner of the interrogation room, a dark, silent sentinel to a time when my name meant something other than a line item in a budget cut. I had worn it for three days straight, the fabric...

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