The Distant Joke
The bell tolls. It is heavy. It is bronze. It shakes the dust from the rafters. You hear it. You do not look up. You are working. The chisel bites. The wood splinters. You are building a casket. It is for your daughter. No, not yet. It is for the old man. The town needs a new lid. The old man died in his sleep. His family is rich. They pay well. You take the coin. You do not count it. You throw...
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