The Wistful Voyage

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Esperanza Castañeda lifted the bone comb, its teeth missing in jagged rows, and pressed it against her scalp. The skin of her head did not crack, but the fingers holding it began to flake, dry as the riverbeds in late summer. She was fifty-four, and the retirement banquet in the caravanserai hall was loud with the clatter of porcelain and the offloading of the season’s coal, a heavy, rhythmic...

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