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THE CALIBRATION OF A MONSTER

1990'S META'S POV:

The walls of my father's office were a mausoleum of conquests, lined with the leather-bound records of a thousand sins. The air was a suffocating cocktail of old money, spilled whiskey, and the cloying sweetness of his imported cigars—a scent I now associated with failure. I ...