The Golden Downtown

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"You're filing another one?" Kroll didn't look up from his desk. The paper in his hand was Dieter Werner’s latest report, the ink still wet with the damp of the tunnel. "Dieter, it’s 1912. We don't pay pensions for ghosts. We pay for broken tracks and stolen coal. This is just steam." Dieter stood by the window, watching the smoke from the coking works curl over the badlands of the Ruhr. He was...

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