The Faded Guest
Chapter One Why did the wall knock? Guodong Zhu asked the question aloud, his voice swallowed by the damp rot of the main hall, where the air hung heavy with wet plaster and the metallic tang of rusted iron. He was thirty-four years old, a structural engineer for the provincial railway commission, and he had come to this water town in 1912 not for nostalgia, but to clear the site for a new spur...
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