The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The port of Zahrat al-Bahr smelled of rotting kelp and coal dust, a thick, briny fog that settled into the wool of every coat and the lungs of every man who worked the docks. It was the season of the Clearances, a time when the whaling fleet returned empty, their holds light, and the city held its breath, waiting for the next tide to bring either mercy or ruin. Omar Kassem stood on the pier,...

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