The Distant Cartograph

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The building hums. It is a low, electric thrum that you feel in your teeth before you hear it. You sit at the desk. The desk is glass. Under the glass, the floorboards are old. They are warped. They are dark. You hold the map. It is not paper. It is not cloth. It is a sheet of thin, flexible metal. It is cold. It is heavy. It weighs more than a stone. It weighs more than your guilt. The room is...

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