The Wistful Dinner

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The fog was thick. It pressed against the glass of the office window like a living thing. I could not see the street. I could not see the world. There was only the grey. And the silence. And the hum of the fluorescent lights. They buzzed. A low, constant drone. It sat in my teeth. It sat in my bones. I am a sinner. I know this. The institution knows this too. We are all held here. Not by...

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