The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The notice was stamped in red ink, the paper brittle and yellowed, smelling of dust and old tobacco. Helmut Vogel stood in the corridor of the Municipal Records Office, his hand still resting on the cold brass of the door frame, the scent of ozone and wet wool clinging to his coat. He had waited six hours for this appointment, his student loan due in three days, his mother’s rent overdue, the...

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