The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The morning shift began with the smell of wet wool and coal dust, a thick, suffocating perfume that clung to Margaret’s skin even after she had scrubbed her hands until they were raw and pink. She stood in the corridor of the textile mill, a narrow artery of brick and iron that pulsed with the rhythm of the looming looms, watching the women file past her like a river of grey uniforms. They did...

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