Story: Tourmaline (conclusion)
Tourmaline (part seven) Anton came to a table, one of six skirting the naked base of a statue. He shuffled, and time allowed him a picture, of resisters wrapping Jocelyn’s heroic frauds in fleshy fat suits. No public representations of figures were permitted by the G.R.A.—even of their enemy, travestied. […]
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