The Faded River

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The Faded River

Silk threads, dyed in indigo and madder, hung in heavy curtains from the eaves of the caravanserai, snapping taut in the wind that blew off the quarry lake. The smell of wet wool and sulfur hung thick over the town of Kish, where the auctioneer’s voice cut through the din, closing lot after lot of raw bales. Gholam Zare, a glassblower whose lungs had long since turned to brittle sand, sat in...

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