The Golden Greenhouse

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2026-08-21 23:20:12 -

I woke with the taste of copper and burnt sugar on my tongue, a flavor so distinct and metallic that it felt less like a memory of breakfast and more like a physical intrusion, a shard of glass lodged deep in the back of my throat, and I lay there for a long time, staring at the water-stained ceiling of the small, windowless office I had occupied for the better part of three decades, listening...

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