The Distant Journey

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Act I "You cannot sell it while the fog is still low." Giuseppe Costa looked at his brother, Marco, who stood in the doorway of the office, dripping rain onto the linoleum. The air smelled of wet wool and the stale, metallic tang of the ledger that sat open on the desk. It was a Tuesday in November, the light grey and thin, filtering through the high windows of the family villa in the Po...

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