The Faded Portrait

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The chandelier in the Harwick Mill ballroom was a tangled mess of brass and dead moths, swinging gently with the vibration of the boilers below, and you stood there with your glass of sherry sweating in your hand, watching the steam vents hiss along the perimeter of the floor. You are Elias Thorne, forty years old, and you have spent twenty of those years watching men break their backs for a...

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