The Faded Sutra

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The Faded Sutra

You are standing at the edge of the precipice, which is to say, you are standing in the middle of the cobblestoned street of Newbury, and the rain is coming down in sheets that turn the gaslight into a smeared, yellow bruise on the wet stones, and you are holding a book that does not exist, or rather, it exists only in the way that a lie exists in the mouth of a man who has forgotten the truth,...

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