The Distant Temple

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The lead type clattered against the tray, a sound like small bones breaking, and Francesco Grieco’s hand, slick with the oily residue of the composing stick, refused to steady itself. He was thirty-two years old, and in the dim, kerosene-starved light of the Naples backstreet print shop, his fingers felt like they belonged to a stranger, a man who had walked too far into the fog of the terraced...

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