The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

"You’re late for the boundary walk, Akosua." I looked up from the ledger, the ink still wet on the page, and saw the journalist standing in the doorway of the ration office. The wet snow was too heavy for the lines, a physical weight that pressed against the single pane of glass, blurring the company town into a smear of grey and brown. He was a local man, Efe, who only came around when the...

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