The Wistful Witness

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The shingle beach at Kefalonia stretches like a wound that refuses to close, the sea pulling back the stones it has stolen over centuries, leaving the sand raw and grey under the dry cold. In the settlement house at sixty-three of Corvid Lane, the air smells of damp wool and old paper, where the immigrants wait for the morning shift. I am Fotis Dimitriou, a pawnshop window-dresser whose hands...

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