The Faded Apartment

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The demolition order lay on the desk, a single sheet of heavy, cream-colored stock that smelled faintly of the damp stone walls of the Ministry of Records. Elias Thorne, forty-two years old and stiff in the joints from a decade of hunching over microfiche, stared at the signature at the bottom: Halloway. He did not look up when the Director entered, his eyes fixed on the date, which was...

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