The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

Chapter One In Oud-Venlo, the fog did not lift; it settled, heavy as wet wool, pressing the city into a grey, damp silence. Ankie Bakker, thirty-two, stood in the schoolroom where the ink had pooled in the grooves of the damp wood, his hands trembling not from cold, but from the vibration of the ledger beneath his fingers. He was a scribe of the summer shift, a janitor who cleaned the floors of...

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