The Faded Frontier

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The debt was three thousand baht, and the hospital would not keep her past the hour of the dog’s howl. Thongdee Chaiyasit stood in the mud of the klong, the water black and oily against his boots, listening to the foghorn from the riverboat cut through the low, wet cloud that had hung over Bangkok for forty days. He was a border guard by title, a broker of fish quotas by trade, and a man who...

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