The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

Act I "Did you hear the crowd leave?" the barber asked, his shears hovering over Dariush Ahmadi’s collar, the sound of the stadium’s exodus still a dull, rhythmic thud against the shutters. Dariush, a thirty-four-year-old city constable whose uniform smelled of wet wool and old iron, did not answer; he watched the pale, dust-like fungi bloom along the inside of his wrist, a localized affliction...

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