The Golden Downtown

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The count was simple enough, though the weight of the paper made the wrists ache by the third hour. Four hundred and twelve ledgers, bound in cracked leather, smelled of damp wool and old iron, sat on the steel table in the corner of the municipal records office. Elias Thorne, forty-two, had spent the last six years sorting the pre-war textile archives, a job that required a steady hand and a...

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