The Wistful Letter

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Act I "You’re late, Luce. Again." The foreman’s voice cracked like dry cane in the humid air of the water court. I stood in the queue for arbitration, my eyes burning with the strain of the false spring heat, the light too bright for the failing lenses of my spectacles. I am a hydroponics optimizer, a man who speaks in pH levels and pressure differentials, yet I felt like a child caught...

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