The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The coal dust got into everything. It settled in the crevices of my wedding ring, in the grooves of my fingers, and eventually, I feared, in the very marrow of my bones. I worked the night shift at the Ashworth Ironworks, a job that had taken the strength from my legs and the color from my skin, but it paid enough to keep the landlord away and the fire burning in our small flat in Salford. I...

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