The Faded Masquerade

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You are standing in the break room of the Federal Bureau of Correctional Oversight, the fluorescent lights humming a low, sickly B-flat that vibrates directly in the marrow of your bones, and you are holding a cup of coffee that has gone cold in your hand, its surface mirroring the cracked tiles of the floor, and you are smiling, a wide, slack-jawed grin that does not belong to your face,...

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