The Distant Affair

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The ink was drying on the ledger page, black and wet as a bruise, when the whisper began. I was forty-two, a senior archivist in the Ministry of Truth, and I had spent the last six months trying to prove that the 1998 discrepancy was a clerical error, not embezzlement. My pension depended on it. If I could show the error was innocent, I would be retired with my dignity intact; if I could not, I...

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