The Wistful Witness

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You arrive at the gates of the White House with a box in your hands. It is small. It is heavy. The wood is dark. The metal clasp is cold against your palm. You have carried it for three days. Your shoulder aches. The rain is falling. It is a fine mist. It soaks into your coat. You are a maker. You make things. You make the things that keep the light from spilling out of the world. You are an...

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