The Distant Joke
Chapter One Did Dimitar Gelashvili believe that ink was stronger than blood? He stood in the doorway of the schoolroom, where the damp had swollen the doorframe until the wood groaned under the weight of the humidity, and looked down at the ledger in his hands. It was a heavy thing, bound in cracked leather, the pages thick with the bureaucratic scrawl of his father, a man who had believed that...
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