The Distant Threshold

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Maryam Kazemi remembered the taste of the salt on her lips long after the rain had washed it away, a gritty, metallic reminder of the shore that bordered the city’s windmills and the old, decaying gardens where the fog rolled in from the river at dusk, thick enough to choke a man who wasn’t used to breathing through his mouth. She stood now in the sterile, cold air of the precinct, the...

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