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NURSE QUEENIE'S POV (Age 34, Year 1990)

The dream is the same every time. It starts with a sound.

The cicadas are wailing, a wild, shrill hum like blown fuses that cuts into my head. The night in Bangkok is a damp, filthy sheet, smeared with the smell of putrid trash and the brown water crawli...

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