The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The lane houses of Taipei stood in rows like soldiers who had forgotten the war, their facades painted in shades of ochre and slate that peeled under the midsummer rain, a downpour that fell cold as March despite the heat of the month. In the narrow workshop at ninety-six of Lantern Yard, where the air smelled of wet plaster and old paper, Qiang Zhou sat alone, his hands trembling around a...

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