The Faded Frontier

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The fog that rolls off the black water of the Chesapeake does not merely obscure the horizon but consumes it, swallowing the salt air and the distant cry of gulls in a thick, wet shroud that presses against the windows of the old Victorian house like a living thing seeking entry, and you stand there in the kitchen, your hand resting on the cold iron of the doorframe, feeling the vibration of...

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