The Wistful Witness

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Porto in the wet season does not rain; it sweats, a slow condensation that eats the paint from the hulls in the river trade and rusts the iron gates of the dissenters' meeting house. The air sits heavy on the water, heavy with tar and rotting kelp, a physical weight that presses against the lungs of every man who works the slips. I am Francisco Carvalho, and I have been working the mountain...

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