The Faded Portrait

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Chapter One The medieval quarter of Cairo moves in a rhythm dictated by the smell of roasting cardamom and the clatter of brass trays on the night market stalls. It is a place where the dead are taken seriously, where the lake at the edge of the town holds its secrets with a gravity that feels physical, and where the air is always thick with the dust of old stone. I am Ahmad Mahfouz, and I work...

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