The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The hall was loud. It smelled of burnt sugar and stale perfume. You stood in the corner. You held a tray. The tray was heavy. It was made of brass. It had been polished for years. The polish was wearing thin. You could see the dark metal beneath. It looked like old blood. You were a server. You were also a ghost. This is not a metaphor. The company had bought your soul. This was a legal term....

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