The Distant Joke
The banquet hall of the St. Jude’s Community Center was a cathedral of bad decisions, built in 1978 and never properly renovated since. The air hung heavy with the scent of burnt coffee and industrial floor wax, a thick, cloying mist that seemed to settle in the lungs and refuse to leave. You stood at the periphery of the long tables, where the fluorescent lights buzzed with a low, electric hum...
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