The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The iron bell at the top of the shaft had not rung in three hours, a silence so heavy it felt like a physical weight pressing against my eardrums, a geological accumulation of dust and fear that settled deep in the marrow. I stood in the center of the coal yard, the air thick with the sulfurous bite of broken earth, my hands trembling not from the cold that was creeping up from the frozen...

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