The Faded Apartment
The radiator clattered in the corner of the fourth-floor walk-up, a metallic shriek that seemed to vibrate through the floorboards and into Arthur’s bones, while he sat at the kitchen table, his fingers blackened with ink from the pens he had been using to cross out numbers that would not add up. The apartment was cold, not just from the failing heat but from the sheer absence of life that had...
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