The Golden Downtown
Do you remember the weight of a lie? Murata Yui stood in the sterile glass atrium of the Golden Downtown Authority, the low autumn cloud pressing against the panes like a bruised thumb. She clutched the cracked ceramic orchid pot, its soil dry and tight, while Director Kato watched her with the predatory amusement of a man who had already decided the outcome. The light in the room was flat and...
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