The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

You step off the train into the wet gray of Harrowgate. The air smells of coal smoke and damp wool. It is the end of November. Your hands are stiff. You carry a leather case, worn thin at the corners. Inside is your life. Inside are the teeth. You are a dentist. Or you were. Now you are just a man with a heavy bag and a headache that pulses behind your left eye. The innkeeper looks at you. He...

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