The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The coat was heavy. It smelled of dry dust and old tobacco, a scent that had settled into the wool like a permanent stain. I held it in my hands, the buttons worn smooth by decades of friction, and felt the weight of a life that was no longer mine. It was a Tuesday. The light in the study was gray and flat, filtering through the heavy velvet drapes that had not been opened in years. The house...

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