The Distant Crown
Chapter One The delta water rose against the pilings of the floating market, turning the morning into a grey, churning sea of plastic buckets and rotting fruit, while the town of Bến Hải cleared its throat in unison, a wet, collective sound that signaled the start of the eviction season. Văn Nga sat in his office at the pawn counter, the air heavy with damp cardboard and old sweat, his fingers...
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