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Old Fish, by Nathan Tyree

Down here the min­ing com­pa­nies built the towns. Every­one owed their liv­ing to the min­er­als com­ing from the bel­ly of the earth. Even if they didn't swing a pick in the dark, they worked at one of the room­ing hous­es, … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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