The Golden Greenhouse

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The air in the administrative wing of the Department of Internal Cohesion smelled of wet wool, stale pipe tobacco, and the metallic tang of ozone that always preceded a shift change. You sat behind the heavy oak desk, the wood worn smooth by decades of anxious hands, and listened to the rain tap against the high, narrow windows. It was a rhythmic, insistent drumming, a sound that had begun to...

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