The Faded Apartment

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Chapter One My fingers were bleeding into the warp threads by the time the clock struck three, the cold in the customs shed biting through the wool of my sleeves, and I did not stop until the shuttle hit the frame with a sound like a bone snapping. I am Vaino Kinnunen, or at least I was, before the ink on the ledger began to bleed into my skin, a forty-two-year-old master weaver who had spent...

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