The Golden Master
The notice was printed on rice paper, the ink faded to the color of dried blood. It stated that the excise duty on medicinal herbs was to be doubled effective the first of the next month. Somsak Sangkharat read it three times, then folded it into the pocket of his tunic, where it lay against his chest like a cold stone. He was thirty-two, and his lungs had been burning for six months. The...
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