The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The office was a tomb of recycled air and fluorescent hum, a place where the light did not so much illuminate as it accused, flattening the faces of men and women into pale, expressionless masks of compliance. I sat at my desk, a rectangular island of laminate in a sea of identical desks, and watched a single, pale bonsai tree on the windowsill. It was not a real bonsai, of course, but a...

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