The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

Dolores Zepeda was scrubbing the ink from her left palm with a pumice stone, the gritty friction biting into the skin as she tried to erase the faint, greenish bruise that bloomed whenever she lied, when the door to the telegraph office swung open and the smell of damp wool and coal smoke flooded in. She was thirty-four, a scholar of botanical ethics who had spent the last five years arguing...

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