The Wistful Skyline
The invoice from the structural assessment firm, dated three days prior, lay spread across the warped floorboards of the attic, its crisp white paper a stark, offensive contrast to the soot-stained darkness surrounding it, and I traced the jagged line of the red 'UNSAFE' stamp with a thumb that trembled not from cold, but from the deep, grinding ache in my left knee that had become my constant...
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