The Faded Apartment

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The document lay on the oak table, its edges yellowing with age, the ink faded to a ghostly grey that required the light of the single gas lamp to decipher. I signed it, my hand trembling not from cold, though the cellar air was biting, but from the sheer weight of the finality it represented. It was a transfer of assets, a severance of ties, a legal death of the man I had been for thirty...

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