The Second Key
A woman cuts a spare key for a flat she is about to leave, and cannot decide which of the two keys is the honest one.
A woman cuts a spare key for a flat she is about to leave, and cannot decide which of the two keys is the honest one.
After a week of sea fog, a tenant finds a line of salt along the paint and begins a correspondence with the flat itself.
She learns the new town by its bakery queue and by the way the hill withholds the sea until the last corner.
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