The Wistful Voyage
The notice was pinned to the door of the unemployment office, its corners curling in the dry wind, the paper yellowed by time and neglect. It stated, in the rigid, bureaucratic font of the municipal authority, that the land surrounding the township was to be surveyed and sold, effective immediately, a clause that turned the soil beneath their feet into a commodity to be weighed and traded....
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