The Distant Garden

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You stand in the kitchen, the linoleum cold and yielding beneath your bare feet, holding the ceramic bowl with a grip that has turned your knuckles the color of old bone, and you are trying to remember why you came here, to this sterile, humming apartment that smells of ozone and the faint, sweet rot of something that was once alive and is now merely composting in the refrigerator. The air is...

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