The Pale Shadows
The first thing you notice is the smell, a thick, cloying scent of damp plaster and old dust that seems to seep up from the linoleum floorboards before your eyes even adjust to the dim light. You are counting the hours, or perhaps the dollars, but the numbers blur together in your mind as you stand in the center of the living room, holding a tape measure that feels heavier than it should. You...
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