08. mt | an economic short story
08. mt | an economic short story
You and the mt officer are standing before each other. Now your wind turns into blood throb again, but you do not show any of such palpitation. You keep your discomfiture within—in your throat and behind your eyes. You keep it inside like you did not with the supermonitored. On your legs you detect a weight which but for the asphalt would get you down. The mt officer prevents any wind ribbon from…
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