The Wistful Incense

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The smoke starts in the basement vents at 8:15 a.m. It is thick, grey, and smells like the lavender oil Mara used to rub on her temples before the chemo. You are Elias. You are forty-two. You need the permanent tenure review by Friday, and that requires you to process the final batch of 1990s property deeds. The opposing force is not a person. It is the Wistful Incense, a cloying haze that...

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