The Opulence of Loss

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Vienna in the autumn of 1928 was a city draped in the heavy, gilded fabrics of a dying empire, a place where the air itself seemed saturated with the scent of roasted chestnuts, damp limestone, and the lingering, ghostly perfume of the Habsburgs. Thomas Whitfield navigated these labyrinthine streets with a leather satchel pressed firmly against his ribs, a vessel containing the meticulously...

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