The Faded Apartment

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The pain in my left forearm had become a dull, rhythmic throb, matching the tick of the clock on the wall of the Faded Apartment. I held the shard of bone in my palm, its jagged edge cutting into the flesh of my thumb, a constant reminder of the price of entry. The Dean had given me until the end of the month to catalog the room, or else. I needed this tenure. I needed the stability that came...

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