The Faded Alibi
The badge is heavy. It sits in your palm. It feels cold. It feels like a stone. It feels like a tooth you pulled out yesterday. The metal is worn. The edges are smooth. The engraving is gone. You rub it with your thumb. The skin is raw. The pain is sharp. The pain is good. The pain means you are here. The pain means you are real. The room is white. The lights are bright. The air is stale. It...
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