The Wistful Dinner

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The iron gate of the estate did not open with a creak but with a heavy, metallic sigh that seemed to drag the very air down into the cobblestones, a sound that felt less like mechanics and more like the exhalation of a dying beast, and I stood at the threshold with my hands clenched so tightly that the nails bit into my palms, leaving crescent moons of white in the flesh, while the rain, which...

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