The Golden Downtown

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Vance, you’re burning the oil again. Mr. Thorne’s voice was thin, stripped of its usual gravelly command, but it cut through the rhythmic pounding of the hammer in Elias’s skull with surgical precision. Elias did not look up from the escapement wheel he was filing. The workshop smelled of hot brass and the sharp, acrid bite of the camphor oil Thorne had been using to numb the pain in his...

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