The Distant Affair

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The bell in the town square rang for the first shift. It was a low, dull sound that vibrated in the chest of every man who stood on the cobblestones. You stood with the others, your hands clasped behind your back. You were a cobbler. Your fingers were stained with black dye and leather dust. The skin around your nails was cracked and red. You did not look at the magistrate. You looked at the...

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