The Faded Masquerade

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The intake form lay on the stainless-steel tray, its edges curling slightly in the dry, recycled air, and you stared at the bold red stamp of REJECTED that had been slapped over your signature line, the ink still tacky, smelling faintly of the chemical solvent used in the administrative wing. It was a piece of paper, no larger than your palm, yet it held the weight of your entire professional...

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