The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The wind off the salt pans carried the grit of the harbor into the counting house, where the scales and ledgers of the model city lay open under the fluorescent hum. I sat at the far end of the room, my hands resting on the cold metal of the desk, listening to the chains and pulleys of the harbor groan in the distance, a sound that had become the only clock I trusted. My name, Yan Li, was...

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