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Chapter 16
Yellow
A Two-dimensional Shadow An Incurable Soul I have not written for several days, for I don't know how many. All my days are alike. All are of one color,—yellow like dry, overheated sand. Not a patch of shade, not a…
Yellow
A Two-dimensional Shadow An Incurable Soul I have not written for several days, for I don't know how many. All my days are alike. All are of one color,—yellow like dry, overheated sand. Not a patch of shade, not a…