The Faded Apartment
The eviction notice lay on the kitchen table, its paper thin and brittle, the ink smudged where Elias’s thumb had pressed too hard while he tried to read the fine print. He picked it up again, the sound of the paper rustling against the linoleum sharp and dry, a sound that seemed to echo in the empty apartment where the radiator clanked and hissed the only other noise. The date was three days...
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