The Faded Apartment

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Act I Could a man sell the hour he was going to die? Crescencio Quintero stood before the glass in the parlor, his breath fogging the cold surface, and asked the question aloud because the silence in the room was too heavy to bear alone. He was thirty years old, a clerk at the mill, and his father, Don Anselmo, lay in the next room coughing into a handkerchief that came away spotted with...

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