The Distant Summer

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Act I I wake with the taste of ash in my mouth, the dream of burning paper still clinging to my eyelids, a heat that does not fade when I open my eyes to the grey damp of the Breton morning. I am Celestine Etienne, twenty-four, and I have a payday loan rolled over five times, a debt that breathes down my neck like a dog that will not let go. I need the clerkship at the municipal archive, a...

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