The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The weight of the coins in my pocket had changed three times that week, first heavy with the promise of a retainer, then light with the realization that the retainer was a lie, and finally absent as I spent the last of it on a drink that did not taste of comfort but of iron. I counted them out on the back of the card table, one by one, trying to make the arithmetic balance with the grief that...

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