The Memory Ark
The jazz of 1924 New York was a frantic attempt to drown out the silence of the trenches. Julian Thorne, a disgraced biologist with a penchant for silk waistcoats and expensive gin, operated out of a basement in Harlem that smelled of formaldehyde and ozone. While the city danced the Charleston, Julian was engaged in a different kind of rhythm—the pulse of the deep. Julian had discovered a way...
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