The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The ash on my fingers does not wash off, no matter how long I scrub with the industrial lye soap provided in the basement restrooms. I am Elias Thorne, forty-two, a senior archivist in the Ministry of Memory, and I have three months left until my pension is secured, provided I can catalog the final batch of erased citizens before my hands turn entirely to gray powder. The air in the basement is...

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