The Faded Road
The air in the Grand Atrium of the Sterling Institute for Advanced Bio-ethics tastes of ozone and stale coffee, a sharp metallic tang that coats the back of your throat and settles into the hollows of your lungs where it refuses to be exhaled, lingering there like a ghost that has forgotten how to leave. You are standing at the center of the marble floor, a vast expanse of white Carrara...
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