The Distant Summer

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Mara. The name hits the back of your skull before the voice does. You are in the basement, the one with the damp smell of old paper and the hum. It is a low frequency, a vibration in the fillings of your teeth, a sound that exists only when you are lying. You have been lying for three hours. You are trying to secure your permanent tenure by cataloging the town’s historical records before the...

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