The Faded Apartment

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The ink began to spread before I had finished the sentence, a dark, wet bloom that defied the grain of the paper and seeped into the fibrous weave of the diary’s spine, mirroring the guilt that had settled in my gut like cold lead. It was October, 1912, and the air in the constabulary office of Harrowgate smelled of stale tobacco and the metallic tang of the soot that had choked our town for...

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