The Distant Cartograph

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Chapter One "Total owing: 4,200 silver marks. Due at dawn." The ink on the parchment was wet, or perhaps it was the sweat on Busaba Thammawong’s fingers that made the lines smear into the faces of men who had been dead for a decade. He pressed his thumb against the page, hard, as if the dampness of the archive walls at eighty-four of Lantern Yard could be squeezed out, as if the low, domestic...

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