The Boiling Point of Twenty-Five Cents

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The seam had been crooked for three days and Clara Goldstein had not fixed it. Not because she could not fix it—she could fix any seam in the garment district, her fingers knew stitches the way a pianist knows scales, blind and certain—but because fixing it would mean staying at her station for three more minutes, and she had reached the exact point where three minutes felt like a surrender....

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