The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The ledger had three hundred and twelve entries, each one a small death of coin. I counted them twice, the pencil scratching against the paper like a mouse gnawing a wire. It was the sound of Oakhaven, that scratching, that damp, persistent friction. I am Elias Thorne, thirty-two, and I have spent ten years measuring other men’s debts so I might forget my own. The fog rolled in off the harbor,...

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