The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The coffee in the mug was cold, a dark and stagnant pool that had begun to taste of the metallic grit of the office’s plumbing. Elias counted the hours remaining until his shift ended, four, three and a half, his fingers tracing the rim of the ceramic as if it were a coin, weighing its negligible value against the weight of the spreadsheet glowing on the dual monitors before him. He was...

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