The Inky Ledger

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The Inky Ledger

The stairs in Bloomsbury House groaned like a living thing, and Ellen Marsh knew them for what they were: a betrayal waiting to happen. She had been climbing them for five minutes already, her sketchbook clutched against her chest like a shield, her breath coming in short, determined pulls. The print shop three floors down was already filling with the smell of coal smoke and wet ink, and Mr....

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