The Golden Visit
The stack of visas on your desk weighs forty pounds, a physical block of bureaucratic failure that has grown by three inches since Monday. You count them not by number but by the heat they radiate, a dry, paper-burning warmth that pricks your fingertips like a low-voltage shock. Three hundred and twelve files. The quarterly audit is in six days, and the Bureau’s new algorithm, the one they call...
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