The Distant Nightmare

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The banquet hall of St. Jude’s Correctional Facility for the Mentally Unstable smelled of roasted duck and floor wax, a cloying mixture that Margaret Holloway had come to associate with the specific weight of her own displacement. She stood near the service entrance, her uniform pressed tight against her shoulders, watching the staff gather in their stiff collars and sensible shoes, their faces...

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