The Golden Greenhouse

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It began with the thumb. "You are shedding," said the woman at the desk. Her voice was flat. It was a flat line on a graph. It was the silence before a storm. "Look at the floor. Look at your hands." I looked down. My thumb was split. The skin had peeled back. It was raw. It was red. It was not just red. It was a deep, arterial crimson. A drop fell. It hit the linoleum. It did not sizzle. It...

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