The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

Act I Vienna hummed with the low, grinding friction of industry, the sawmills churning mud into slurry while the distilleries coughed smoke into a sky that refused to clear. In the shadow of the big house, where the piano sat out of tune and silent, Juergen Richter worked his glassblower’s lungs to a ragged, painful capacity. He was forty-two, and the smell of ozone and old paper clung to his...

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