The Golden Crossing

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The morning shift began at four, which meant Elias Thorne had been awake for two hours before the whistle blew, counting the hours left until Clara’s train to the coast. He had twelve hours of work to finish, a union contract to draft, and a left hand that felt heavier than it should have. He looked at it under the harsh gaslight of the composing room. The skin was gone, replaced by a sheet of...

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