The Distant Whispers

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"Stop it, Farhad. Please, stop." The voice was mine, but the words were not. I looked down at my hands, trembling over the delisted share certificate I had found in the pocket of my winter coat, the paper brittle as dry bone. I was forty-two, a scholar of acoustics who had spent a decade chasing a ghost through the salt pans of the Central Asian silk road, and now I sat in a hospital waiting...

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