The Distant Cartograph

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The municipal code was not a suggestion; it was a wall of concrete poured over the bones of the town, and I was the man tasked with measuring the cracks in it. I sat at the heavy oak desk in my office, the wood worn smooth by thirty years of elbows and coffee rings, and I held the final survey of the old mill property in my hands. The paper was thick, cream-colored, and it smelled of iron gall...

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