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2026-08-23 05:47:13 -

The fog did not roll in like weather; it seeped up from the earth, a pale, viscous mist that smelled of wet chalk and old copper. It was the third time this week that Barnaby, my German Shepherd, had failed to recognize me. He stood by the door of the outpost, his ribs showing through his matted fur, and looked at me with the vacant, confused stare of a dog who has lost the scent of its master....

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