The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The air in the sub-basement of the Holloway Community Center tasted of wet plaster and old pennies. Margot wiped her forehead with a handkerchief that had been white only three days ago, now a gray rag of sweat and dust. She stood before the mirror, which was cracked down the center, splitting her reflection into two halves that looked at each other with a quiet, weary accusation. Her husband,...

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