The Pale Protocol

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The Pale Protocol

Bertha Zorn sat on the floorboards of the back room, her back against the cold brick, and counted the coins in the tin cup. The strike vote was tomorrow, and the tavern license had been revoked three days ago, leaving the house in a debt that felt heavier than the snow piling against the windows. I was thirty-two, a seamstress paid by the piece, and my father was dying of a cough that rattled...

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