The Golden Harbor
Chapter One "Final Notice: Account in Default. Roll-over Fee Applied. Due Date: Immediate." The paper was wet, the ink bleeding into the fiber, but I could still read the numbers. I kept the slip in my apron pocket, next to the razor, a small, dry weight against my thigh. I was thirty-two, a dyer in the salt-rotted port of Vael, though here in the bayou, the port was just a flooded cellar where...
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