The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The first thing you notice is the smell of wet rot, a thick, cloying scent that has soaked into the plaster of the attic room where you have been sleeping for three months. It is November, 1924, and the Manchester rain is a constant, droning presence against the single, grimy window that looks out over the slate roofs of the city. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, and you are broke....

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