The Faded Apartment

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The brass key in your hand is cold, colder than the November air seeping through the cracks of the doorframe, and you turn it with a familiarity that feels like a betrayal even before the lock clicks open. The flat smells of iron and stale lavender, a cloying scent that sits on the back of your throat, thick and metallic, before your eyes adjust to the grey morning light filtering through the...

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