The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

You are cold. The steam off the wet pavement stings your eyes. You press your hand against the glass of the shop window. Inside, the light is warm. It smells of wool and dust. You are wearing a coat. It is red. It is your mother’s. It fits you now. It used to fit her. You feel the weight of it. It is heavy. It is warm. You are moving. You are in the city. The city is loud. The city is...

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