The Wistful Mirror

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The brass badge in your palm is cold, heavier than it looks, its edges worn smooth by the thumbs of four generations of men who held it before you. You turn it over, watching the light catch the engraving of the town seal, a simple oak leaf that has lost its sharpness to time and touch. Outside the window of the small office, the wind picks up, rattling the loose pane and sending a shower of...

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