The Faded Chronicle

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Chapter One In the border town of San Miguel, the light did not so much fall as it was permitted to enter, filtered through the dust of the olive estates and the grime of the municipal offices. Andres Gallardo, a clerk of thirty years, stood in the queue at the temp agency before dawn, his breath visible in the air that had turned sharp and cold with the first frost. He held a index card in his...

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