The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The air in the sub-basement of the municipal water treatment plant tasted of copper and stale ozone. It was a sterile, industrial flavor, devoid of the earthy rot that usually accompanied the damp foundations of our town, but it carried a weight that pressed against the eardrums. I stood before the primary filtration membrane, a vast, circular array of synthetic pores no larger than a human...

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