The Distant Garden

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I left the kitchen. The door slammed. "Pack your bags," the foreman said. I did not turn around. I looked at the wall. A stain shaped like a hand. "Did you hear me?" "Yes." "You stole the bread." "I didn't steal it." "Security saw you." "I was hungry." "Everyone is hungry. That is not a crime. Theft is." I picked up my bag. It was light. Too light. "Where is the rest?" he asked. "Gone." "Give...

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