The Distant Whispers

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The question of whether a man can survive by lying to himself hung in the dust-choked air of the atrium, where the eastern wing had collapsed into a heap of broken tile and shattered glass. Reza Kazemi, thirty-two, stood amidst the rubble of his career, his fingers stained with the red clay of the desert, while Director Rostam, a man whose silence was heavier than the falling stones, began to...

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