The Golden Greenhouse

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"Did I sign the waiver for the ridge?" "You did, Elias. Three years ago. Before the hearing." I looked at the form on the desk, the ink faded to a pale brown, the signature a jagged scrawl that looked more like a scratch than a promise. Twenty-two years of service. Twenty-two years of cold nights in a patrol car, of coffee that tasted of rust, of counting the days until the pension check...

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