The Faded Photograph

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The champagne in the crystal flute was warm, tasting faintly of metal and stale air, as I watched Arthur raise his glass to the room of executives who had built their careers on the backs of men like me. I stood in the shadows of the penthouse terrace, my knuckles white around the stem, feeling the phantom ache of a broken jaw from a fight in ’19, a pain that never fully healed. Arthur, my...

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