The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The sardine canneries of Lorient had long since packed their silver scales into crates for the mainland, leaving only the rusted skeletons of the smokestacks to puncture the grey morning air. In the narrow lane behind the harbor office, where the cobblestones were slick with brine and the smell of diesel hung heavy as a damp wool coat, Baptiste Joubert stood with his back against the cold stone...

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