The Laundry of Lost Things

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In a corner of Queens, where the skyscrapers of Manhattan were merely distant, jagged teeth on the horizon, sat 'Elias's Wash & Fold'. It was a place of steam, the scent of cheap detergent, and the rhythmic thumping of industrial dryers. Elias was a man of indeterminate age, with hands that were permanently pruned from hot water and eyes that seemed to have seen every version of the city's...

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