The Distant Threshold

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"Sign it, Shobha, and you keep your pension." I looked at the magistrate, Naren Ghosh, whose fingers were stained with the red ink of the child's factory register page he held like a talisman. He sat in the kitchen of the old estate, the air heavy with wet jute and rot. I was forty-seven of NineElm Crossing’s most stubborn engineers, but here, in this fire-scarred pine barren, I was just a...

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