The Symposium of Nothing

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The invitation arrived on a Tuesday, carried by a boy in a uniform that cost more than my annual rent. It was made of heavy cream paper, embossed with gold lettering, and bore no return address. "Mr. Morrison," it read, "you are cordially invited to attend a symposium on the nature of truth. October 15th, nine o'clock. Château de la Vérité, outskirts of Paris." I was Jack Morrison, thirty-five...

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