The Wistful Letter

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The brass valve in Arthur Penhaligon’s hand was cold, the metal biting into the palm with a sharp, metallic taste that seemed to seep through the skin and into the blood. He stood in the dim, amber-lit corridor of the Vane Textile Mill, the air thick with the scent of wet wool and ozone, and listened to the rhythmic thrum of the water pumps below. It was 1893, and Arthur, a junior clerk of...

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