The Pale Fracture

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The Pale Fracture

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the gray sky into a bruised ceiling that pressed down on the low, flat-roofed apartments of the Sector, a place where the air tasted of wet concrete and stale electricity and where we were told, with a gentle, suffocating firmness, that our isolation was for our own protection. I sat at the edge of the narrow bed, my hands resting on the cold...

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