The Distant Machine

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March 14, 2024 The static in the lobby of the Meridian Tower tastes like copper on the tongue, a metallic film that coats the back of the throat and refuses to be swallowed. I am sitting on the marble floor, my back against the cold, unyielding base of the reception desk, trying to calculate the exact moment my pension will be enough to stop the collectors from taking Clara’s car. It is a...

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