The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

You hold the knife. It is short. It is dull. The handle is worn smooth. You have held it for thirty years. It defines the edge of your path. You are Edward Ashworth. You are a man of few words. You are a man of great weight. The train stops. You step off. The air is cold. It smells of coal and rain. It is 1890. The world is loud. The world is new. You do not like the new. You like the quiet....

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