The Revivalist
The train from Hoboken arrived at six in the morning, and Nikolai Vostokov stepped onto the platform with a leather satchel that contained three things: a fragmentary manuscript bound in cracked calfskin, a letter of introduction signed by a professor who had died two years earlier, and a photograph of a woman whose face was blurred by years of being carried in a pocket. He was thirty-four...
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