The Pale Tower
Alfama in 1904 was a city of vertical debt, where the stone steps climbed toward the sky like the ribs of a dead leviathan and the air hung heavy with the salt of the Tagus and the soot of the nearby textile mills. It was a place where the poor lived in the shadows of the rich, where the light did not reach the bottom of the alleys, and where a man’s worth was measured not by his soul but by...
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