The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The coffee in the break room was burnt, a black sludge that tasted of rust and despair, and I drank it anyway because it was free. Mr. Hale stood by the window, his back to us, adjusting his tie in the mirror. He turned as I entered, his eyes landing on my hands with a precision that felt like a physical strike. He pointed a thick finger at my palms, where the skin was pale and uncalloused....

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