The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

Chapter One Johannesburg moved under the weight of its own iron, the mill floor a vast, silent expanse where the looms stood stopped like dead beasts, their shuttles frozen in mid-air. The air tasted of rust and old sweat, a gritty film that coated the back of the throat and settled into the pores of the skin. Kwame Yaro woke with a start, his left hand clutched against his chest, the bones...

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