The Serpent Messenger
The library was quiet at seven in the morning. Not the quiet of an empty room—the quiet of a room full of people who have learned, through years of practice, to occupy the same space without touching each other. Aisha Mohamed sat at the circulation desk on the third floor of the Harlem branch of the New York Public Library, stamping books and smiling at people who didn't smile back and trying...
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