The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The banquet hall of St. Jude’s Institute for the Correction of Behavioral Deviations smelled of boiled cabbage and expensive wool, a cloying mixture that clung to the back of your throat and settled into the fibers of your hair. You sat at the far end of the long mahogany table, your hands folded neatly in your lap, your fingers interlaced with a precision that was less a sign of calm and more...

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