The Distant Machine

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Act I Sylvio Césaire looked back at the ledger with two handwritings, the ink of his own careful script interlacing with the jagged scrawl of his brother’s, and knew then that the victory he had celebrated that morning was a hollow thing, built on a foundation of water. It had been a fine evening, the fog rising off the river like a physical weight, pressing against the windows of the roadhouse...

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