The Faded Apartment

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Anita Patel stood in the doorway of the east wing, her hands stained with the grey dust of the plaster, and watched the dark veins pulse along the brickwork. It was 1904, and the heat in Calcutta was a physical weight, pressing against the windows until the glass bowed inward. I needed the final payment for the renovation of my late husband’s ancestral home to clear his debts, a sum that would...

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