The Distant Metropolis

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Act I The weight of the clay tablet in Assunta D'Angelo’s hand was a physical anchor, a heavy, rectangular thing of fired earth that held a complaint written in a script she no longer fully trusted. It was the winter of the failed harvest, the year the grain had to be bought on credit from the landlord, a man named Enzo who was poor, present, and increasingly dangerous in his silence. Assunta...

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