The Wistful Skyline
Chapter One Did you think the air conditioning would stop humming if you ignored it long enough? Litsa Christodoulou sat at her desk in the unemployment office, the sterile hum of the unit vibrating in her molars, a low, persistent note that seemed to synchronize with her own pulse. It was a rule-bound anomaly, a domestic uncanny element she had accepted as part of the job’s rhythm since she...
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