The Faded Apartment

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The taser baton weighed four pounds and six ounces in your hand, a dead weight that felt heavier every hour you stood on the C-block tier. You were Elias Thorne, forty-two, and you wanted out, not to the street, but to the administrative wing, a quiet office where the air was recycled and the only violence was a stapler. For twenty years, you had served the state, believing that the uniform was...

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