The Wistful Throne

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The road from the highlands to the capital was a ribbon of red mud, slick with the rain that had not stopped for three days. Baraka Juma walked it with a coat over his arm and a heavy iron key in his pocket, the metal warm against his thigh. He was a tailor, a man who measured the world in inches of cloth, but today he measured it in miles to a magistrate who owed him a debt that could save his...

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