The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The rain in the city did not fall. It hung. A grey, heavy curtain that pressed against the windows of the small apartment on the fourth floor. Elias stood before the mirror. He was a man of sixty, though his face held the hollows of a man who had walked too far. He adjusted his tie. The fabric was silk, dark blue, expensive. It had cost him three weeks of wages from the warehouse. He had saved...

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