The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The letter arrived on a Tuesday, smelling faintly of wet wool and the particular, dusty decay of old paper, and it bore the seal of the Department of Internal Affairs, a black circle that seemed to absorb the light in the dim hallway of my apartment. I was fifty-eight years old, a man who had spent three decades in the uniform, my joints stiffening like rusted hinges, and I knew with a cold,...

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