At first glance, Richard Armstrong and Keith Townsend seemed to have little in common. One was the son of an illiterate peasant, who emerged from the most backward corner of a Europe ravaged by a bitter war. The other was raised in a mansion on the far side of the world where the war was just another piece of news. One was a hustler, a thief, ready to change his story, even his identity, if it would...
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