The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

Can you hold a needle steady when your hand has forgotten how? Chapter One I arrived in Valparaíso with the brass surveyor’s compass in my pocket, its needle swinging lazily toward north, a metal ghost of the Texas scrubland I had left behind. The air here smelled of salt and rotting kelp, a sharp contrast to the dry, dusty scent of the Old Brick kilns, one hundred and nine of which had lined...

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