The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The pill is white. It is round. You hold it in your palm like a small, cold coin. It smells of chalk and old paper. You have taken one every morning for six years. They help you walk. They help you breathe. They are the only things that keep the fog in your chest from settling into your lungs. You are on the train. The carriage smells of wet wool and diesel. Outside, the English countryside...

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