The Faded Photograph

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Act I Pascal Arceneaux had thirty-two pounds in his pocket and a bridge to survey before the winter killed him. He stood at the edge of the river in the highlands, the cold biting through his coat, and watched the fog roll in from the valley floor. The survey was the only way to secure his permanent visa, a document that promised him a life in the city, away from the debt that choked his...

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