The Golden Greenhouse

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The dream is always the same, a gilded cage of glass and light where the air tastes of copper and rotting peaches, and there, standing on the other side of the ferns, is Julian, your brother, holding out a pill that shines like a sliver of polished bone. You reach for it, your fingers trembling with the specific, hollow ache of a man who has waited too long for a verdict that never comes, and...

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