The Golden Circuit

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2026-08-20 04:27:35 -

October 14th. The coal dust is in my teeth. It is in the lining of my lungs. It is a fine, grey powder that settles on the tongue like ash, and I cannot stop chewing it. I am trying to spit it out, but my mouth is dry, cracked, and useless. I am standing on the catwalk above the main boiler room of the Meridian Textile Mill. The air here is thick. It has weight. You can feel it pressing against...

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