The Wistful Skyline

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The warden’s office smelled of stale coffee and floor wax, a scent that had clung to your clothes for twenty years until it was indistinguishable from your own skin. You stood by the door, your hands clasped behind your back in the rigid posture of a man who has forgotten how to relax, watching Gerald Vance sign a document with the casual ease of a man who believes he owns the air in the room....

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