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The ledger weighed fourteen pounds, a dense block of cream-colored paper that smelled of iron and old sweat. You counted the pages, one hundred and twenty-eight, your finger tracing the spine where the binding had begun to split. The ink stain was there, a blot of greyish-purple that had not been present when you opened the book that morning. It sat on page forty-two, next to the column for...
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