The Wistful Asylum

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Chapter One Warsaw in the winter of 1974 smelled of wet coal and the sharp, metallic tang of the Vistula ice cracking against the embankments, a city that had been rebuilt from rubble and rationed out of existence, where every street corner held the weight of a secret kept too long. Tadeusz Olszewski, twelve years old and sharp-featured, sat in the back of the typesetting room at the Gazeta...

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