The Wistful Incense

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Chapter One Omar Mahfouz wrote the date in the margin of his ledger, the ink smearing slightly under the damp that had settled in the walls of the Cairo police archive, a damp that smelled of wet wool and old paper. He was thirty years old, and he had forgotten his mother’s face three days ago, a fact that terrified him more than the charge of embezzling funds meant for his dying sister, Layla....

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