The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The wool of the coat was thick, coarse, and smelled of lanolin and old dust, a scent that clung to the fibers of my lungs even when I was not wearing it, for I had not worn it in three days, yet it lay draped over the back of my chair in the office like a second skin, a second body waiting to be inhabited, and I sat before the great oak desk of the Ministry of Atmospheric Corrections, watching...

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