The Golden Downtown

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The steam from the iron clung to Elias Thorne’s shirt like a second skin, damp and suffocating, as he folded the last of his drawings into a brown paper bag, the paper rustling with the dry, brittle sound of old bones. Outside, the Pittsburgh night was a bruised purple, the air thick with the coal dust that settled in the creases of his face and the hollows of his eyes, a decade of service...

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