The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The banquet hall of the Ironwood Institute was a cathedral of glass and steel, suspended above the churning gray seas of the North Atlantic. You stood at the perimeter, your back to the cold air conditioning vents, holding a glass of water that had long since lost its chill. The air tasted of ozone and expensive perfume, a sterile scent that masked the underlying rot of the institution. Around...

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