The Distant Temple

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The hammer head bit into the mortar with a crunch that traveled up my arm and settled in my molars. I pulled the tool free, the steel slick with wet gray dust, and wiped my hand on the sleeve of my hard hat. The vibration was there again, low and thick, humming in the bones of my jaw. I checked my watch. 4:15 PM. Friday was in six hours. If I didn’t sign the demolition permit by close of...

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