The Faded Photograph

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The banquet hall of the St. Jude’s Reformatory for Juvenile Delinquents smelled of boiled cabbage, stale beer, and the metallic tang of old blood, a pungent triad that had become as familiar to Thomas Ashworth as the weight of his own uniform or the rhythmic, maddening thud of the loom in the next room. It was a feast of sorts, a grotesque parody of the high-society dinners his father had once...

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