The Wistful Throne

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The river does not care who is drowning. Văn Nam stood at the ferry crossing, the water black and churning against the pilings. He was thirty-two, an archivist by trade, though the title meant little in a town where the rain had fallen sideways for a week straight. The smell hit him first, a thick, cloying mix of wet wool and diesel, the scent of the dry cleaner’s shop that had swallowed his...

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