The Faded Apartment

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The celebration was loud, a roar of clinking glass and forced laughter that bounced off the high, vaulted ceiling of the town hall. You stood by the heavy oak door, your constable’s uniform feeling tight and stiff against your skin, a foreign object pressed against your chest. Everyone knew why you were there, though no one spoke of it directly. They looked at you with a mixture of pity and...

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