The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The air in the Atrium of Correction smells of ozone and old lavender, a scent that hangs heavy in the lungs like a second skin. You stand before the Mirror, that vast, curved pane of polished obsidian that stretches from the marble floor to the vaulted ceiling, reflecting not your face but the architecture of your soul. Here, in this sterile, white-walled paradise of the State, you are not...

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