The Golden Crossing

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Your fingers are black with coal dust, a soot that has worked itself into the whorls of your skin so deeply that no amount of scrubbing with the rough tallow soap provided in the dormitory can lift it, and you are currently trying to trace the geometry of the Golden Crossing on the back of your hand with a piece of chalk that is crumbling in your sweat. The air in the boiler room is thick, a...

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