The Golden Circuit
Act I The canal town of Dunmore operated on the rigid schedule of coal barges, the heavy clatter of offloading echoing off the wet banks like the heartbeat of a dying machine, a sound that settled into the marrow of every resident before the sun cleared the ice field. In the narrow house at the end of Wharf Street, where the wallpaper peeled in long, greasy strips, Gladys Hutchins kept a diary...
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