The Wistful Cipher
The tremor began in the left hand, a fine, arrhythmic shiver that migrated up the ulnar nerve and settled in the base of the skull, a physiological glitch in the machinery of my days, a symptom I had learned to catalogue with the same detached precision I applied to the metallurgical assays of the foundry floor, where the iron cooled and contracted in the mold, and I stood there, the supervisor...
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