The Golden Greenhouse

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The banquet hall smelled of roasted pheasant and wet wool, a cloying mixture that sat heavy in your lungs like a physical weight, pressing against the ribs until breathing became a conscious, laborious act. You are sitting at the far end of the long mahogany table, the varnish worn smooth by generations of elbows and spilled wine, and you are watching the liquid in your glass tremble with a...

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