The Man Who Could Not Bow

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Manchester, 1843. The sky was the colour of burnt slate, thick with coal smoke that turned the rain into a thin acid. Arthur Blackwood stood at the factory window on the third floor and watched the workers pour into the yard like ants into a trap. He counted them. One hundred and forty-seven. He had counted them every morning for three years, and every morning the number was wrong by the time...

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