The Faded Apartment

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The letter lay on the workbench, its edges curling slightly in the damp air, the ink of the town council’s seal a bruised purple against the cream paper. Jacob Whitlock read it twice, the numbers blurring not from age, but from the specific, grinding fatigue that had settled into his joints over the last three months. Forty pounds, overdue, plus interest, and the threat of seizure by the end of...

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