The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The rain had been falling for three days straight, a persistent, gray curtain that turned the cobblestones of Harrowgate into a slick, black mirror reflecting the skeletal frames of the gas lamps and the low, bruised clouds hovering just above the rooftops. I was walking, my boots heavy with mud and the accumulated weight of forty years of service, each step a deliberate act of will against the...

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