The Distant Cartograph

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The rain lashed against the windowpane of the university library, a rhythmic, percussive assault that sounded less like weather and more like a demand for payment. I was elbow-deep in the archives, my fingers stained with the particular, acidic dust of decaying paper, trying to reconcile the marginalia in a 1924 survey map with the topography of the town itself. My name is Arthur Penhaligon,...

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