The Wistful Letter

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The air in the foundry of Saint Jude’s Hall did not smell of iron and coal, as one might expect from a place where the bones of the earth were hammered into the shapes of industry; rather, it smelled of wet wool, rotting lilies, and the metallic tang of old blood that seemed to seep from the very mortar of the walls, a pervasive stench that clung to the tongue and settled in the lungs like a...

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