The Wistful Incense
Act I Babatunde Achebe was forty-five years old and owed the state a debt of silence that weighed more than his student loan. The heat in the Ministry of Eternal Records was a physical weight, pressing against the glass of the greenhouse module where he sat, while the drone of the power station outside provided a constant, low-frequency hum that made concentration a labor. He needed to secure...
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