The Distant Machine

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October 14, 1893 The ink is still wet, or perhaps it is only the damp of the cellar that clings to the paper, but I feel the weight of it pressing into the grain like a bruise. I am thirty-two years old, and I have spent the last six months mapping the subterranean hydrology of the Appalachian foothills, a task the Geological Survey deemed too dangerous for a woman and too tedious for a man,...

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