The Wistful Asylum

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The letter was heavy, the kind of cardstock that cost more than your hourly wage, and you read it standing in the rain-slicked parking lot of St. Jude’s, the water dripping from your cap onto the ink. It was from the new Director, a man named Alistair Vane, who had arrived that morning with a suit that repelled the mud and a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. He wanted the site cleared by...

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