The Wistful Throne

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Act I The sound of the rubbish truck’s brakes at dawn was the only honest thing left in the quarter, a metallic shriek that cut through the grey, damp air of the Regency-era district where the old canal locks still ground against the new iron pipes. Fang Liang stood by the window of the workhouse matron’s office, his hands heavy with the weight of the ledger he had just closed, the paper thin...

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