The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The house did not have a name, only a number that had been painted over so many times the original digits had rotted into the wood grain, leaving only a ghostly impression of four and two. I had come to the estate of Arthur Vane, a man whose face I had never seen but whose name I had carried in my teeth for seven years, a flavor like iron and dust. I was not a thief, though the neighbors in the...

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