The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

The shrapnel had lodged itself in the pressure valve housing like a splinter in a wound, a jagged piece of twisted steel that did not belong to the municipal waterworks but to the war that had been raging for three years, a foreign object that had found its way into the quiet, mechanical heart of our town. I stood before the valve, my hands trembling with a vibration that seemed to originate in...

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