The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

Ibrahim Rustom was already halfway across the cobbled yard when the wind took the washing, snapping the line against the brick and sending his wife’s white silk scarf tumbling into the gutter, a stark, unblemished thing against the soot of the port. He did not stop to retrieve it; his hands were busy with the brass latch of the reclaim dome, the air inside tasting of ozone and wet paper before...

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