The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The rain on the tin roof of the depot sounded like a thousand fingers drumming on the skin of the earth, a relentless, rhythmic tapping that seemed to count out the seconds of your life with a mechanical indifference that made your teeth ache, and you sat there on the splintered bench, your fingers wrapped around a mug of black coffee that had long since gone cold, watching the steam curl into...

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