The Golden Crossing

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The knife slipped through the fat of the lamb, a clean severance that sent steam curling into the cold air of the caravanserai courtyard. Ahmad Kazemi wiped the blade on his apron, his hands moving with the mechanical precision of a man who had graded wool for twenty years, knowing the weight of every fleece, the tension of every fiber. Around him, the feast was a roar of voices and clinking...

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