The Wistful Incense

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The fog tastes of copper and old pennies. It is November, and the audit is in four hours. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two, a senior sanitation officer with twenty years of service to your name and a pension that is currently a theoretical abstraction. The municipal bureaucracy, housed in the glass tower across the river, views your meticulous clearing of the Old Quarter as an anomaly, a...

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