The Faded Apartment

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The house smelled of damp wool and old dust, a scent that had seeped into the very timber of the Victorian walls until I could taste it on my tongue whenever I bit my lip in concentration. I sat at the kitchen table, the wood scarred by decades of water rings and cigarette burns, staring at the three fragments of the silver brooch that had once held together the lapel of my wife’s favorite...

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