The Wistful Cipher

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"Put the kettle on, Gayane. It’s been cold since the frost." I looked at the wet plate in the portrait studio. The chemical smell was sharp, cutting through the damp air of the valley. Outside, the oak savanna lay still under the first frost, the trees scattered like furniture in a room no one had lived in for years. I am Gayane Adamyan. I have been the watchman at the distillery for twenty...

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