The Distant Whispers

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"Tell him the quota is not met." Sarala Ganguly set the stamp down, the rubber face pressing into the damp paper with a wet, final thud. The ink bled, not into the fiber, but out of it, spreading like a dark bruise across the white surface. She watched the letters distort, the sharp serifs of the municipal seal softening, curving until they resembled the hollow eyes of a man who had not been...

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