The Distant Garden

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You walk in. The lobby is white. It is too white. You wear a coat. The coat is brown. It is old. You smell like damp earth. They smell like lemon. "Name?" "Margaret." "Last name?" "Holloway." The clerk does not look up. He types. The keys click. Clack. Clack. Clack. "I don't see it," he says. "You mean you don't see me." "I mean the file. It's missing." "It is not missing. It is hidden."...

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