The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, industrial drumming against the slate roof of the magistrate’s house that seemed to mimic the frantic, arrhythmic beating of my own heart, a rhythm I had spent twenty years trying to steady through the disciplined application of logic and empirical observation. I stood by the window, my back turned to the room, watching the gutters overflow...

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