The Faded Photograph

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The match factory on the Swahili coast hummed with the dry, brittle friction of industry, a sound that vibrated through the cobblestones and into the bones of the men who loaded the carts before dawn. Vladimir Petrosyan, thirty-two and the court archivist, stood in the shadow of the loading dock, his breath misting in the sudden September frost that had settled over the port like a thief’s...

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