The Distant Temple
Chapter One The printing presses in Calcutta groaned under the weight of the monsoon’s damp, a rhythmic thud that vibrated through the soles of every worker’s shoe on the peninsula of one road. In the shadow of the Great Eastern Road, where the air tasted of sulfur and wet ink, Rajesh Ansari stood before the door of a dry cleaner on ninety-six of Candlewick Row, his hand resting on the brass...
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