The Wistful Incense
The ink on the notice was still wet when Halina Sawicki read it, the black letters bleeding into the cheap paper like water into shingle. "SUSPENSION FOR INSUBORDINATION," it declared, signed by Director Kowalski in a hand that trembled with feigned outrage. She held the paper up to the light of the canteen, where the broken jukebox sat silent, its chrome dented by years of careless elbows. The...
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