The Distant Temple
The banquet hall of the St. Jude’s Federal Correctional Facility for the Mentally Ill was a cavern of beige cinder block and fluorescent hum, where the air tasted of stale coffee and industrial floor wax, and the only music was the rhythmic clatter of plastic trays being stacked by the orderlies who moved with the precise, hollow efficiency of machines calibrated to suppress the human soul....
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