The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The rain hits the window. It is a hard, gray slap. You are inside. The house is old. The walls breathe. They smell of damp plaster and old paper. You are a detective. You are not a good one. You are a quiet one. The town knows you. They whisper. They say you are strange. They say you are broken. You do not care. You have a case. It is a small case. It is a big case. It is the case of the...

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