The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

"Look at it." The voice is gravel. It scrapes against the back of your throat. You do not look. You look at the floor. The stone is cold. It bites through the soles of your boots. You are old. Your knees crack when you shift your weight. A sound like dry twigs snapping. "Look at the bowl, Thomas." You look. The bowl is white. It is porcelain. It is thin as ice. It sits on the table. The table...

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