The Wistful Incense

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2026-08-24 12:27:56 -

The sardine boats were in, their hulls groaning against the pilings as the morning fog lifted off the black water, revealing the rusted cranes and the long, low line of the processing plant where the first shifts were already clocking in. I stood in the doorway of the video store, holding a repo order that had arrived that morning, the paper crinkled and soft with damp, while the town went...

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