The Golden Greenhouse

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The rain hammered against the shattering glass of the annex, a rhythmic, metallic percussion that vibrated through the soles of my boots and up into the bones of my knees. I stood in the center of the rotting floorboards, my hard hat casting a small, artificial pool of light over the exposed rebar, and I waited for the concrete to buckle. It did not buckle. The load calculations on my tablet,...

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