The Wistful Dinner

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The dough stuck to your knuckles with a wet, sucking adhesion that defied the flour dusted thickly across the table, and you stood there in the blue pre-dawn dark of the bakery, watching your own hand fail you, the fingers curling inward not from cold but from a sudden, violent spasm that twisted the wrist into a claw. You pulled away, leaving a streak of pale paste on your palm, and the...

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