The White Dust

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The White Dust

Billy Ray Harlan knew the taste of coal dust. He knew it the way other men knew the taste of whiskey or the taste of blood. It was in his mouth when he woke up in the morning, it was on his tongue when he ate, and it was in his lungs where it had been settling for twenty-three years. Black lung. The doctor had said it three months ago, in a office that smelled of antiseptic and regret. Billy...

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