The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The sump pump was screaming. It was a high, thin whine that cut through the heavy, sulfurous air of the sub-basement, a sound like a bird trapped in a pipe. I adjusted the respirator on my face, the rubber sealing tight against the sweat on my forehead. The water was rising. It had been rising for three days, since the storm broke the levee on the east side of the county, but today it had...

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