The Golden Greenhouse

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The bus shuddered, a great mechanical beast exhaling steam into the cold gray air of the capital. You pressed your forehead against the vibrating glass, watching the city scroll by in a blur of wet cobblestones and darkened windows. In your lap, tucked under your coat, was the bundle. It was heavy. It had always been heavy. You shifted your weight, feeling the coarse wool of the sweater bite...

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