The Faded Photograph

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Act I The tobacco cutters of the Cypriot interior worked through the night, their blades falling in a rhythmic, metallic hiss that sounded like a guillotine slicing through dry leaves. It was the sound of debt being processed, leaf by leaf, into currency for the estate owners who held the land on credit. Maria Oikonomou stood in the rain-slicked courtyard of the abandoned manor, her...

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