The Golden Harbor
Act I "Tell him the contract is signed, Michiko. It is already done." The voice of Director Sato cut through the hum of the ventilation system, dry and cold as the Hokkaido sleet that was currently battering the windows of the National Textile Museum’s administrative wing. Michiko Watanabe stood in the doorway, her hands still dusted with the grey lint of the storage room, and felt the...
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