The Faded Photograph

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The memorandum arrived on a Tuesday, resting atop a stack of unfiled requisition forms for archival paper, the ink still wet and smelling faintly of the cheap chemical solvent used in the Ministry’s central copier. It was from Director Halloway, and it concerned my final quarter of service, a phrase that felt less like a professional courtesy and more like a pre-arranged funeral. I read it...

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