The Faded Apartment

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The foreman’s voice, shrill and stripped of any human warmth, cut through the humid air of the workshop, calling my name with the specific disdain one reserves for a stain on a carpet or a crack in the foundation. I stood by the loom, my hands still covered in the black grit of the machinery, listening to the accusation of incompetence hang in the stale air, while the iridescent gloves I wore...

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