The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

Why did the glass always look back before the man did? Samir Idris stood in the union office, the humidity of the Atlas valleys swelling the doorframe until the wood groaned against its hinges. He was thirty-two, a night watchman for the temple granaries, and he wanted the Senior Archivist post. Not for the pay, though the rent owed to the temple was due Sunday, and the border would close then,...

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