The Faded Photograph
The pill is white. It sits in the palm of your hand. It is small. It is hard. You have held it for ten minutes. Your thumb rubs the edge. The edge is worn. It is smooth now. It was not smooth before. You remember the first time. You do not remember the first time clearly. You remember the shape. You remember the weight. You are a man. You are a clerk. You work in a small office. The walls are...
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