The Space Between Labels
(V-09: Minimalist Existentialism) The room was white. Not the white of a wall, but the white of a void. There were two chairs, a table, and a silence that felt like a physical weight. A woman sat in one chair. She was "The Director." A man sat in the other. He was "The Teacher." They had once been "Husband" and "Wife." Now, those labels were just ghosts, flickering in the periphery of their...
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