The Faded Apartment

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The rivet gun spat a sharp, percussive crack, the sound echoing off the wet stone of the riverbank and vibrating in the marrow of Clara Vane’s bones. She adjusted the clamp on the Miller Bridge’s southern truss, her fingers numb from the damp November air that seeped through her wool coat and settled into the joints of her knuckles. The steel was cold, colder than it should have been for the...

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