The Wistful Dinner

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The ledger weighed four pounds, six ounces. I knew this because I had lifted it every morning for three years, my wrists aching from the specific gravity of St. Jude’s Municipal Asylum. It was a thick, leather-bound thing, its spine cracked and soft, smelling of mildew and the iron tang of old blood. Inside, the numbers were a cold, hard architecture. Page forty-two: Deficit. Page forty-three:...

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