The Golden Downtown

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Act I "You’re cutting the keystone wrong again." The voice came from the doorway, dry and sharp as a trowel scraping concrete. Meena Pereira did not look up. Her hands were buried in the wet mortar, the cold mixing into her knuckles, aching with a rhythm that matched the pounding in her temples. She was forty years old, a mason in the chawls of the old city, but the work she was doing was not...

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