The Golden Circuit

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October 14, 1998 My hands were still shaking when I wrote the name on the evidence tag, the ink smearing slightly under the pressure of my thumb, a small, human error that felt like a confession before I had even spoken a word. The smuggler, a man named Davi who smelled of wet wool and fear, was zip-tied to the central support beam of the silo, his head lolling as he tried to look at the...

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