The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The grey wool of my Sunday coat, a garment of such profound and quiet dignity that it had served as the second skin of my professional life for twenty years, began to rot not with the usual slow surrender to moth and damp, but with a sudden, violent shedding of its very substance, a transformation that started at the hem where it brushed the cold, damp stone of the basement corridor and spread...

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