The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The rain did not fall so much as it insisted, a gray and relentless curtain that blurred the boundary between the road and the ditch, turning the world into a smear of mud and rust. You are driving, or rather, you are being driven by the car, a heavy, old Ford that groans with every turn of the wheel, its engine coughing up black smoke that smells of burnt oil and old grief. It is 1954, a time...

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