The Wistful Ashes

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The Wistful Ashes

Did you think the ash would stop falling? I asked that question to the man at the pawnshop, a thin fellow named Halloway who smelled of pipe tobacco and old coins. We were sitting in the back room, the one with the peeling green wallpaper where the plaster had given up years ago. It was late, the kind of late where the streetlights buzzed like trapped flies, and the radiator in the corner was...

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