The Wistful Voyage

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You hold the badge. It is cold. It is heavy. It is a slab of tarnished silver that has seen too much rain. It sits in your palm. The metal bites into your skin. You are in the break room. The coffee is black. It is bitter. It tastes of burnt sugar and old pennies. You do not drink it. You only hold the cup. Your hands shake. The room is small. The walls are painted a dull, institutional beige....

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