The Pale Altar
The building had a name, though no one called it by name, not even the people who worked inside it, because the name was too specific and too heavy for the air-conditioned corridors where we spent our days, so we just referred to it as the Institute, or the Center, or, in the most respectful of moments, the House of Truth. It was a brutalist block of gray concrete sitting on a hill in the...
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