The Golden Downtown

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The harbor at Qeshm moved with the sluggish, oily persistence of a machine long past its warranty, the fishing boats rocking against the pilings as the merchant credit dried up and the nets came in empty. The smell of brine mixed with the sharp, metallic tang of the new chemical plant on the northern ridge, a scent that had settled into the very mortar of the terraced hills. I woke with the...

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