Historical

Chang'an, 742

It's autumn 742 and you've just walked into Chang'an behind a Sogdian caravan. The biggest city on earth is a grid of walled wards that lock every night when the drums stop. The merchant who brought you asked you to carry one bale as your own, a market officer at the gate is cutting its cords, and somewhere in the Western Market a very drunk poet is looking for someone to buy wine for.

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