The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

Wichai Malithong, thirty years old and a scribe by trade, knew that the rent on the shop above the motor works was due by the first of the month, a sum that doubled every lease renewal until the landlord, a man named Kanya’s father, decided the building was too close to the river for comfort. I did not care about the river, or the orange groves in quarantine that lined the bank, or the fact...

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