The Faded Frequency
March 14, 1954 Colonel Harker, I am writing this by the light of a kerosene lamp because the generator has failed again, and the silence of this house is so heavy it presses against my eardrums like deep water. I have served this border for twenty years, from the time I was a boy of twenty-two with a stiff neck and a clean conscience, until now, when I am forty-two and my hands shake not from...
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