The White Men of the Bayou
## Act I — The Man in the Swamp (20%) The humidity in the Atchafalaya Basin did not merely surround you—it possessed you. It entered through the pores, settled in the lungs, and made a low, persistent hum inside the skull. Seth Duval knew this the way a man knows the weight of his own hands. At thirty-two, he had spent more time knee-deep in muck than on solid ground, more hours listening to...
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