The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

Josephine Baxendale’s fingers were stained yellow from the phenol, the chemical bite of it sharp against the dry skin of her cuticles as she turned the brittle page of the 1924 mortality ledger. The air in the sub-basement of the Municipal Archives did not smell of old paper, as one might expect, but of burnt sugar and antiseptic, a cloying, sickly sweetness that seemed to thicken the dust...

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