The Thames Despair

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The Thames Despair The fog rolled in thick off the Thames, yellow and greasy under the gas lamps, the kind of London fog that got into your bones and stayed there. Margaret Hall stood at the bow of the old barge, her thin shawl doing nothing against the damp cold, and watched the water churn black beneath the hull. Three years. Three years since her mother died of consumption, three years since...

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