The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

Chapter One The frost that killed the late beans had settled into the ground, turning the soil into a hard, grey crust that refused to yield to the shovel. I stood at the quay edge in my damp wool coat, watching the harbor disappear into a white, suffocating void, the kind of mist that does not lift but simply swallows the world whole. I am Ashok Pereira, and I am forty-two years old, a senior...

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