The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The rain against the windowpane was a relentless, rhythmic tapping that seemed to vibrate directly into the marrow of Elias’s bones, a cold, damp percussion that matched the hollow ache in his stomach where breakfast should have been, or perhaps where the memory of a decent meal had been, long since eroded by the grinding machinery of debt and the slow, suffocating pressure of a life that had...

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