The Pale Exile

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The Pale Exile

The coffee was bitter. Too strong. It burned the back of Dale’s throat. He sat at the corner table. The plastic was sticky. He wiped his hand on his pants. The stain was old. He didn’t care. He looked at the menu. He didn’t read it. He had read it a hundred times. "More cream?" The waitress stood there. Her name tag said Susan. She had a smudge of lipstick on her chin. She looked tired. Her...

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