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"Put it in the bin, Thomas. Don't you dare hang it up." Thomas Bradshaw did not look up from his work. He held the rag tightly in his left hand, the grease blackening the knuckles to a shade of umber that no soap could lift. In his right hand, he gripped the heavy iron gate of the furnace. The heat radiating from the open door was a physical weight, pressing against his chest, his lungs, the...
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