The Faded Apartment

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The pain was not in my mind. It was a physical weight, a crushing pressure centered on the metacarpals of my left hand, throbbing in time with a heartbeat that felt too slow, too heavy. I sat alone in my office, the blinds drawn against the afternoon sun, staring at the swollen knuckles wrapped in a strip of white gauze I had applied myself after the incident in the parking lot. I am Elias...

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