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Chapter 50: The Council

Author: Roxy Hart
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The council session was Wednesday at ten.

I had requested it myself, through the council secretary, using my corrected name and my corrected classification, which was now in the registry and therefore had standing to make the request. The secretary had replied within two hours with a confirmed slot.

Two hours. I noted this. One day after the correction was entered, the administrative machinery was already responding to me differently. Not because the people had changed. Because the record had.
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