The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The fluorescent lights of the intake bay hummed with a low, electric drone that seemed to vibrate directly against your molars, a constant, mechanical headache that had become the baseline frequency of your existence since you were thirty-two. You sat in the molded plastic chair, the vinyl cold and damp through the thin fabric of your uniform trousers, watching the digital clock above the door...

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