The Distant Garden
Act I Ayesha Butt, thirty-two and a textile inspector for the Karachi Cotton Mill, stood in the shift-change chaos of the gas works annex, her fingers stained with the black grease that no amount of scrubbing could lift. The year was 1904, though the war in the East made time feel like a loose thread, and the spring flood had already turned the salt marshes outside the factory gates into a...
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