The Distant Metropolis

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Act I Youssef Mahfouz had not slept in three days, a fact that manifested not in his hollow cheeks but in the precise, terrible tremor of his left hand as he held the reed pen steady over the damp paper. He was forty-five years old, a man whose lease on the workshop at one hundred and nine of Stonecutter Alley was secured by a personal guarantee that now felt less like a contract and more like...

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