The Golden Circuit

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The letter sits on the table. It is yellowed. The ink is brown. I wrote it three days ago. I do not remember why. I remember the paper. I remember the smell of the room. The room was not a room. It was a place. A place of salt and light. I was there. I am not there now. But I was. My name is Clara. I was sick. Not a cold. Not a fever. A sickness of the blood. The doctors said it was rare. They...

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