The Golden Downtown

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In the reclamation yard, the dead machines did not rust so much as they forgot themselves, their iron skins flaking away into the grey dust of a town that was slowly being swallowed by the mine’s final, silent exhalation. Dimitar Harutyunyan stood before the foreman, his hands stained black to the wrist, the ink a permanent, wet second skin that refused to dry no matter how hard he rubbed them...

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