The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, grey weeping that turned the cobblestones of the Lower Ward into a slick, mirror-like expanse reflecting the soot-stained brick of the tenements. It was a wet, heavy season, the kind where the air felt thick enough to chew, and the only dry place in the world seemed to be inside the bellies of the rats that scurried along the damp...

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