The Distant Journey

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Chapter One In the Jiangnan water town of Shenpu, the air always tasted of wet slate and old paper, a flavor that clung to the teeth long after one had left the county office. Yan Lin stood in the queue for the civil registry, his hands clasped behind his back, feeling the damp seep through the thin cotton of his sleeve. He was thirty-two, a scribe by trade, and his want was simple, a petition...

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