The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

Luigi Lombardi’s hands were already deep in the muck when the dream broke. He was scrubbing the quarantine tag from a heavy trunk in the canal water, the silt caking under his fingernails. The water was cold, a physical fact that trapped the smoke from the factory chimney above, turning the air into a grey wall. He worked in the shadow of the mill, the municipal rat catcher, and the silence of...

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