The Golden Greenhouse

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Act I Nitin Iyer scraped the black sludge from the roots of the Golden Greenhouse with a spoon that had been bent by years of use. The cellar air was thick, wet with the humidity that swelled the doorframes until they groaned against their hinges, a physical weight pressing against his lungs as he worked. He was thirty-two, a clerk in the glassworks, but here, in the dark below the parish...

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