The Faded Apartment

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The river town of Qianzhang moves by the rhythm of the millstones, a grinding, ceaseable friction that grinds down the stone and the men who tend it alike, turning the grain into flour and the men into dust before their time. It is the month the water smells of the sea, a brine-heavy fact that settles in the lungs of every flood officer and baker, and I am Qiang Luo, the temple accountant who...

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