The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The rain has not stopped for three days. It taps against the window of the moving train, a relentless, rhythmic code that you are trying to decipher. You are wearing the coat. It is not merely an item of clothing; it is a second skin, a heavy woolen shroud that has absorbed the dampness of your journey and the sweat of your obsession. The fabric is worn thin at the elbows, the cuffs frayed...

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