The Pale Tower

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The Pale Tower

Act I "You’re late, Eugene, and the ink is drying on the plate." The foreman’s voice cut through the humid air of the print shop, sharp as a blade against the dull roar of the rotary press. I stood at the boundary stone that marked the edge of the press pit, the concrete lip worn smooth by decades of boots, and felt the familiar ache in my lower back, a dull throb that had become as constant as...

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