The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The letter in the envelope was thick, the paper stiff with age, smelling faintly of mildew and old tobacco. I held it in my trembling hands, the cardboard edge digging into my palm, while the cough rattled in my chest like a loose hinge. It was a notice from the municipal archives, dated three weeks prior, informing me that my pension application had been flagged for "further administrative...

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