The Golden Greenhouse

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The morning light in Oakhaven does not touch the soil of the Greenhouse, for the soil is not soil but a dense, fibrous mat of black ink that has soaked into the earth for decades, a biological anomaly that the town council calls witchcraft and you call data. You are Elara, forty-two years old, and your hands are permanently stained with the residue of this living text, a testament to the twenty...

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