On the night the city gathers to weigh what is fair, the basketball hoops in the old municipal gymnasium are winched to the rafters, and folding chairs spread like a paper fan over the varnished floor. They call it a citizens’ assembly, but the sign on the door says something more brazen: Weights and Measures. The council has built a system to divvy buses and homes and grants, and they want the people to decide how it should decide. It sounds clean, the way an abacus is clean, but the air hums with the mess of lives. Fairness, equality, justice—these are not words drafted in the quiet. Tonight they will be hammered against the grain of a modern city and the people who make it breathe.
At closing time, when the lights of the city falter and settle into their long, sodium exhale, I slip into the library that keeps a little of every age. It is not a grand cathedral of knowledge but a narrow place with uneven floorboards and shelves that listen. I come because I am thirsty, and I do not know for what. In the low light, tablets and scrolls, sutras and codices lean toward one another like tired travelers telling stories they cannot finish. I put my hand on a cracked clay shard and feel heat, not of the bulb above me but of a hearth too old to remember. The room breathes, and the distance between then and now collapses like a tent taken down at dawn.
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