The Wistful Silence

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The meeting room is cold, a sterile white box suspended in the upper reaches of the administrative tower where the air is recycled so perfectly that it tastes of nothing at all, a vacuum against the lungs. You sit at the far end of the long, polished table, your posture rigid, your hands folded neatly on the mahogany surface, fingers interlaced until the knuckles turn the color of old bone....

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