The Distant Cartograph

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Chapter One Thuỳ Hung was thirty-two years old and his hands were shaking so badly that he could not hold the pen steady enough to draw a straight line. He sat in the back of the dispatch truck, the engine idling with a low, grinding hum that vibrated through the seat and into his bones. The truck was parked in the reclamation yard, a sprawling graveyard of dead machines where rusted hoppers...

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