The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

My hands are shaking as I pry the root from the mahogany, the black sap staining my knuckles like old blood. The lead bonsai in my office, a thing of twisted iron and dying moss, has cracked its pot and driven its tendrils into the desk, seeking the pulse beneath the wood. I am Gopal Mukherjee, Senior Urban Sanitation Inspector, and I have forty-two years of service behind me and a demolition...

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