The Golden Greenhouse

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Mara Vane stood alone at the edge of the Salt Flats, where the air hung thick and heavy like wet wool, pressing against her lungs in a way that made her feel simultaneously suffocated and alive. She was a detective, or at least she had been for the last three years, a title that had come to her through a series of bizarre bureaucratic accidents and her own stubborn, almost pathological need to...

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