The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

Ivana Popescu stood in the rotunda of the bathhouse, the rusted iron key cold in her palm, while the damp plaster of the walls sweated around her. The debt had swallowed the savings, the savings had swallowed the life, and now the life was just a shell waiting to be cracked open by the landlord’s letter. I had wanted to sell the building to pay the men who owned my husband’s silence, but the...

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