The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

Chapter One 14th of October, 1912. The cold has moved into the joints of my left knee, a dull ache that matches the tremor in my father’s hands. He sits by the window in our room above the wool market, gripping air that isn’t there. The doctors call it nerves. I call it the weight of the years he spent grading fleece for men who never looked him in the face. I want only a quiet pension. I want...

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