The Faded Apartment

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The elm trees in the quadrangle stood like silent sentinels, their leaves stripped to bare, skeletal branches that scraped against the grey sky with a sound like dry paper tearing. It was a sound Elias Thorne had come to dread, for it marked the turning of the season and, by extension, the relentless, grinding erosion of his own vitality. The University of St. Jude’s, a fortress of stone and...

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