The Wistful Mirror

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Act I Rosario Fuentes remembered the weight of the silver before the cold of the Manchester air, a retrospective clarity that felt less like memory and more like a bruise forming in the mind’s eye. He had been thirty-two, a man who traded in the lingering heat of the dead, holding a cracked mirror that showed not faces but the residual warmth of those recently passed. The debt was specific: his...

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