The Golden Greenhouse
The greenhouse is dead. You know this. The glass is shattered. The ivy is brown. It has been three weeks since the order came down. Three weeks since the Ministry declared the sector a waste zone. Three weeks since they told you to leave. But you are still here. You are sitting on the cold concrete floor. Your hands are shaking. You hold a trowel. It is rusty. It is heavy. You dig. You do not...
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