The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that blurred the edges of the world outside the high, damp windows of the university library. Elias Thorne sat in his usual corner, the one where the radiator clanked with a rhythmic, metallic pulse that he had long ago mistaken for a heartbeat. He was a man of forty-five, though the years had carved him deeper, etching lines...

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