The Pale Door
In the last week of October, when the Oxford industrial estate wore its November grey like a second skin, Julian Ashworth-Cross found himself standing before a door he had walked past seven hundred and three times without ever seeing. It was not that the door was new. It had been there since the Georgian terrace was built in 1762, perhaps earlier — timber, oak, the colour of something...
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