The Wistful Throne

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Act I "You’re late for the shift, Hafsa," the foreman said, not looking up from his ledger. "The apprentice is already setting the type. He’s faster than you. He’s cleaner than you. Are you going to stand there breathing on the plates, or are you going to work?" Hafsa Raza did not answer immediately. She stood in the doorway of the print shop, the air heavy with liniment and wet paper, her...

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