The fog on Commercial Street did not lift so much as thicken,...

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The fog on Commercial Street did not lift so much as thicken, pressing against the gas lamps like a

The fog on Commercial Street did not lift so much as thicken, pressing against the gas lamps like a living thing that had learned patience. Arthur Pendelton walked home with his hands buried deep in his coat pockets, counting the coins in his waistcoat for the third time that evening. Three years. Three years of bookkeeping at Mr. Harrington's warehouse, of rising before dawn and working past...

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