The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The sound of the door slamming was the first thing Akosua Darko heard, a sharp crack that split the damp air of the basement like a bone breaking. She was thirty-two, a midwife whose dowry had been spent on a doctor who could not save her mother, and she sat alone in the windowless room beneath the municipal archive, the concrete cold seeping through her thin cotton wrapper. Her want was simple...

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