The Wistful Witness

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Act I "Who checks the checker?" Thị Ngoc asked, her voice flat against the damp chill of the registry side room. She was thirty, a scribe by deputization, the toll keeper’s daughter who had learned to read before she learned to swim. The room smelled of wet paper and the rusted hinges of the door that would not close. Outside, the second rain had finished the first, turning the old quarter into...

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