The Distant Garden

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Act I The air in the State Institute for Botanical Records was always three degrees cooler than the street outside, a chill that settled in the joints before the mind could name it. I was thirty-four, a junior archivist with a divorce settlement three months in arrears, and I needed my thesis on the Singing Fungus published by Friday to keep my tenure, my apartment, and my sanity. Dr. Haddad...

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