The Wistful Witness

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The factory whistle did not so much sound as it arrived, a physical weight that crushed the air in the lungs of every man within the precinct of the Ironwood Mills, and in that moment of collective suffocation I realized with a cold, crystalline clarity that I was no longer the man who had once believed he was fighting for the soul of the place, but merely a vessel for a hatred that had been...

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