The Distant Temple

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The ledger on the desk was open to the final page, the ink still wet where I had tallied the cubic yards of concrete poured into the foundation of the Harrowgate Bridge, a sum of four thousand, two hundred and twelve cubic yards that weighed as heavily on my mind as the steel rebar they had forced me to use. I was thirty-four years old, and the silence in my office was not empty but...

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