The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

"You are late," the man said. He did not look up from the ledger. His pen moved with the mechanical precision of a clock hand, scratching against the paper with a sound like dry leaves skittering across stone. I set my bag on the floor. It was heavy. Heavier than it should have been for a bag that contained only a few changes of clothes and a bottle of water. "I took the long way," I replied....

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