The Engine of Alienation
The year was 1842, and the sky over Manchester was not a sky, but a ceiling of charcoal and sulfur. The city was a great, iron lung, breathing in thousands of desperate souls and exhaling a thick, black soot that settled on everything—the brick walls, the river, the very lungs of the children who crawled beneath the looms. This was the era of the Great Acceleration, where the rhythm of human...
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