The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

Chapter One Could a building hold a name? Thị Hai asked the question to the damp air of the archive, where the smell of rotting paper mixed with the sharp, metallic tang of rusted iron. She was thirty, a junior archivist at the immigration office in the Mekong delta, and her lease on the small apartment at one hundred and twenty-six of Stonecutter Alley was due in three days, the personal...

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