The Golden Greenhouse

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I woke with the taste of copper and wet earth on my tongue, a metallic tang that seemed to coat the back of my throat in a thick, sticky film that refused to dissipate even as I sat up in the narrow bed, the mattress springs groaning a low, mournful protest against the sudden shift in weight, and for a moment, a disorienting moment where the boundaries between the dream and the waking world...

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