The Load-Bearing Donkey

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The donkey made a sound at night. That was all Harlan knew. Not words—donkeys don't speak words—but something that sat between a bray and a groan, low and rhythmic, like something trying to find a frequency it had forgotten. Harlan was sixty-three. His lungs were full of coal dust from twenty years in the mine before the collapse in '05 took his partner and half the seam and left Harlan with...

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