The Golden Greenhouse

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The glass is green. It is always green. Not the green of leaves, but the sickly, translucent green of old copper pennies, of mold growing in the dark corners of a cellar. You know this because you have spent the last three years inside it. Or rather, you have spent the last three years believing you are inside it. You are Marcus. You are the caretaker. Or the prisoner. The distinction has...

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