The Faded Quadrant

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The cold in the break room wasn’t just a temperature; it was a physical weight, a heavy, wet wool blanket draped over the shoulders of the world, pressing the air down into the linoleum floor where it pooled in dark, silent puddles. I sat in the corner, my back against the cinderblock wall, feeling the rough, gritty texture of the stone through the thin fabric of my t-shirt, a sensation that...

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