The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

"You look thin, Thomas." The voice came from the corner, low and rough as gravel. It was Mr. Gable. He sat on a stool, his back to the window, where the gray light of the factory floor filtered through the grime of the glass. "Am I?" Thomas asked. He did not turn. He kept his eyes on the machine. The loom clicked. Click. Click. A steady, mechanical heartbeat. "I’m just hungry. The food is...

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