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The bread was cold. It had been cold for three days, but Elias did not mind. He pressed his thumb into the stale crust, feeling the dry give of it, and broke a piece off. He chewed slowly. The taste was flat, dust and salt and the faint, bitter memory of yeast. He ate the bread as one eats a prayer, with reverence, because it was the only thing in the world that remained constant. Outside the...

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