The Faded Photograph

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The cursor blinks, a metronome counting out the seconds I have left to prove I am not a liability. My fingers hover over the keys, the plastic cold against the skin, as I scan the digitization log for the fourth time. The anomaly persists. In every photograph from the 1940s collection, a hand intrudes into the frame. It is a right hand, pale and distinct, missing the ring finger entirely. There...

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