The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The audit deadline was three days away, which meant forty-eight hours of continuous work, a quantity of time I had weighed and found insufficient, a deficit that sat in my stomach like a stone. I was thirty-two years old, a senior archivist at the St. Jude’s Municipal Records Office, and I wanted to secure my tenure by cataloging the sealed 1974 files before the committee arrived; the opposing...

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