The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

Hauling the last crate of dried ginger across the threshold, Nurul bin Rahman felt the weight of the shophouse settle into his lower back, a dull ache that had become his constant companion since the mother’s death in 2019. The crate was heavy, packed with the dense, resinous roots she had cured for decades, and it scraped against the worn tiles of the back stairs, a sound like a bone grinding...

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