The Faded Apartment

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The fluorescent lights of the Municipal Records Office did not hum so much as they vibrate, a low-frequency thrum that Clara Whitmore felt in her teeth before she heard it with her ears. It was three days before the Friday deadline, the day her permanent tenure would be secured or revoked, and the air in the basement archive was thick with the dry, papery scent of decay and dust. Clara,...

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