The Distant Metropolis
The interview began with a question about the hands, which was odd, considering that the hands were the only part of him that seemed to be functioning correctly in the sterile, air-conditioned silence of the hiring committee’s office, a long, rectangular room that smelled of floor wax and the faint, metallic tang of ozone from the ventilation system, where a man with skin the color of ash and...
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