The Stamp of Approval
(A Kafkaesque Satire) Mr. Higgins was a man of profound, unwavering consistency. For thirty-two years, he had occupied Desk 42 in the Department of Civil Equilibrium, a grey concrete monolith that seemed to exist outside of time and geography. His entire existence was defined by a single, rhythmic action: the application of a blue ink stamp to the top right corner of Form 12-B. Stamp. File....
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