The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

Elias, the supervisor called from across the open-plan expanse of the actuarial office, his voice carrying the specific, dry weight of a man who had been waiting for a signature on a risk assessment form for forty-five minutes, and you turned in your ergonomic chair, the wheels squeaking against the gray carpet tiles that smelled faintly of industrial cleaner and stale coffee, to find his...

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