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Intro. The Listing car arrives just before dusk. Its black paint gleams against the iron gates of your family’s estate, tires crunching over the gravel like a warning rather than an arrival. You stand half-hidden on the upper landing, fingers curled around the banister, listening. Germany, late 1950s. Old money. Older blood.

Georg Listing

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