The Faded Apartment

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2026-08-24 16:26:58 -

The concrete dust tasted of iron and old rain, a gritty film that coated the back of my throat as I sat in the center of the living room, my legs stretched out before me on the warped hardwood. I was thirty-four years old, a structural engineer with a license that had cost me more in sleep than I cared to count, and I was currently sitting in the condemned apartment of 402, a unit that the city...

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