The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

"Did you hear about the register?" The night porter’s voice was a dry scrape in the dark, low enough to be mistaken for the creaking of the boiler pipes. Declan Nolan kept his eyes on the trembling hands in his lap, the sterile white of the municipal clinic pressing against his skin like a wet cloth. He wanted the compound, the rare, specific thing that would stop his sister’s wasting, but the...

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