The Golden Greenhouse

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The jar was cracked, a spiderweb of fissures running through the thick glass like the veins of a dried leaf, and inside it lay the last of the honey, a dark, viscous substance that had not been touched by a spoon in three centuries, a relic of a time when the air in the valley of Saint Jude was thick enough to taste and the bees did not need to work for their sustenance, for they were fed by...

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