The Golden Greenhouse
Chapter One The winter of 1938 in Hong Kong did not arrive; it fell, a sudden, physical weight that pressed the breath out of the city before the first snowflake touched the ground. Lan Zheng stood in the staff room of the closing school, his back against the damp brick, watching the fog roll in off the harbor like a gray tide. He was thirty years old, a municipal rat catcher by trade, a guard...
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