The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The train left at dawn. Thomas stood on the platform. He held his father’s cap. It was wool. It smelled of pipe tobacco and iron. The station was cold. The air bit his cheeks. He watched the lights of the city fade. Then silence. He was a man of the law. Or so they said. The badge hung heavy on his chest. It was brass. It caught the gray light. He did not look at it. He looked at the tracks....

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