The Faded Apartment
The night was warm enough to sleep outside, which made the cold inside the palace feel less like weather and more like a verdict. I remember the heat of the pavement against my back, the way the stone radiated the day’s sun long after the stars had come out, but that memory only came to me later, after I had already walked out the heavy oak doors and left the Ministry of Internal Affairs to its...
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