The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The steam did not rise. It hung. You remember the texture of it. Thick. Oily. It coated the back of your throat like a film of dead oil. The factory was dying, but it did not die quietly. It groaned. The iron ribs of the mill shuddered under the weight of a sky that had turned the color of a bruise. Your hand was cold. Your right hand. You had forgotten to wear the glove. The leather was split...

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