The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

You hold the grey overcoat in your hands, the wool thin and pilled at the elbows, the fabric soft from three years of friction against the back of your neck. It smells of stale coffee and the dry, metallic scent of the basement archives where you have been working since last Tuesday. The light in the office is flat and white, coming from the fluorescent tubes that buzz like trapped flies. You...

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