The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The fluorescent lights in the basement archive of the Chicago Municipal Building hummed with a low, persistent buzz that Elias Thorne had long since learned to ignore, a sound that had become as constant as the ache in his lower back from sixteen hours of hunching over the restoration table. He was forty-two, a man whose face had begun to resemble the brittle, foxed paper he spent his nights...

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