The Crystal Cabinet

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ACT I Alistair Finch stood in front of the mirror in his flat on Gordon Square and scraped at a smudge that was not there. He had scraped it three times already. Each time, the surface had become perfectly clean, and each time, his eyes had found the smudge again—a tiny imperfection, no larger than a pinprick, hidden in the lower corner where the glass met the frame. He was twenty-eight years...

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