The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The coat is yours. It has always been yours. You know this. The wool is thick. It smells of damp stone and old smoke. You are standing in the market square. It is morning. The mist hangs low. It clings to the cobblestones. It clings to your boots. You are a scholar. You study the old texts. The ones written in ink that fades. You hold a book in your left hand. It is heavy. It is leather-bound....

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