The Faded River

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The Faded River

The rain had not stopped for forty days, a relentless, grey curtain that hung between the world and the stone walls of the municipal archive, a place where the dust did not settle but floated, suspended in the damp air like the ghosts of a thousand forgotten ledgers, and I sat at my desk, the heavy oak surface scarred by the indentations of countless pens and the sweat of countless hands,...

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