There is nothing quite like the shame of a child who has made a mistake which he can’t put right again. I recall the clicking disappointment of my P’taph as I accidentally spilled a cannister of agri-fluid out in the maggot farms. Even at such a young age, I did my utmost to appease the Mantza. That next morning, I approached my supervisor as he was ass…
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