The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

Salvador Solórzano stared at the ledger, the ink still wet, the numbers bleeding into the grain of the paper. Act I The gas meter ticked in the corner of the day room, a rhythmic, mechanical heartbeat that underscored the silence of the temple garden. Salvador, thirty years old and unpaid for a season, sat on the stone floor, his back against the cool wall, holding a quill that felt heavier...

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