The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The hem of the coat was fraying, a ragged edge of brown wool that felt like dried blood under my fingers, and I was trying to stitch it back together with a needle that had lost its point. "Thorne." The voice cut through the hum of the air conditioning, sharp and final. "Stop fiddling with that relic and look at the budget." Director Vance stood over my desk, his shadow falling across the open...

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