The Faded Alibi
Act I The longtang in Shanghai was a place where the water table rose with the tide, a constant, physical fact that seeped into the foundations of every brick and rusted the hinges of every door, and it was here, on a strip of pavement where the pawnshops and payday lenders crowded together like teeth in a broken jaw, that Lei Huang stood waiting for his shift to end. The air was heavy with...
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