The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

Act I Who keeps the ledger when the ink runs dry and the hand that writes it begins to shake? I asked this on the road out of town, where the spring flood had turned the canal into a roaring, brown throat that swallowed the last gas of the afternoon sun. I was Naveed Durrani, thirty-two years old, a border patrol officer whose uniform hung loose on my frame because I had not eaten a full meal...

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