The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The ink had not yet dried on the boundary line, and the smell of the damp paper was sharp enough to sting the back of Lester Waggoner’s nose. He stood in the center of the survey office, a room that smelled of coal dust and stale tea, and looked at the draft spread across the heavy oak table. The valley lay before him, a flat expanse of grey water and reed beds, mapped with the precision of a...

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