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The Last Workshop The coffee had gone cold an hour ago, but Margaret still clutched the ceramic mug like a lifeline. Around the worn oak table, seven other writers sat in varying degrees of discomfort, their manuscripts scattered before them like evidence of crimes they weren't sure they'd committed."So," said Professor Henley, his reading glasses perched precariously on his nose, "who wants to share first?"The silence stretched like taffy. Autumn leaves performed their annual death dance outside the community center's windows, and Margaret ...
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