The Wistful Witness

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The autumn light in the Ministry of Agriculture was not the warm, golden hue of the countryside I had left behind twenty years ago, but a pale, sickly yellow that seemed to drain the color from the walls of my office, a visual metaphor for the draining of my own vitality as I hunched over the ledger of grain reserves. I am forty-two years old, a senior clerk who has spent the better part of two...

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