The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The fluorescent lights in the atrium of the Department of Civic Harmony hummed with a frequency that felt less like electricity and more like the persistent, low-grade headache of a civilization that had forgotten how to apologize. Arthur Penhaligon sat at his desk, a slab of laminate that had seen better decades, staring at a bonsai tree that was not a tree. It was a sculpture of wire and...

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