The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The house breathes. You know this. It is not a metaphor. The walls expand in the heat of the day and contract in the chill of the night. You hear the floorboards sighing under your feet. They know your weight. They have always known your weight. You stand in the kitchen. The tile is cold against your socks. The clock ticks. Tick. Tick. Tick. It is a mechanical sound. It is the only honest sound...

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