The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The banquet hall of the Whitmore Textile Mill smelled of burnt tallow, stale beer, and the metallic tang of anxiety that permeated the air whenever the foremen gathered in the upper office to consume the profits of the floor below. It was a room of heavy oak and shadow, a confined sphere where the industrial hum of the looms outside was muffled into a low, rhythmic thrumming that seemed to beat...

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