The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The road is white. Not snow-white, but the pale, chalky white of old paint that has surrendered to the sun. You walk it every night. Forty-two years old, and your left knee screams a low, persistent note with every step. It is a souvenir from a decade of marches, a debt paid in cartilage and calcium. You want out. You want the pension, the quiet, the end of the grind before the winter freeze...

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