The Distant Cartograph

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Chapter One In the treaty port, the ink was the only thing that did not rot, and Aminah Hartono knew this better than the rotting shophouses themselves. She sat at the drafting table in the back room of the pharmacy, the air heavy with camphor and damp paper, her fingers stained black up to the knuckles as she traced the coastline of the harbor. It was a job that required a steady hand and a...

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