Down In Flames

Down In Flames

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On March 25, 1911, a tragedy took place, when the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory burns down, claiming the lives of many young people. Ana Romanov is a hard-working young immigrant from Russia who struggles to make a living and help support her father and three sisters. Will Ana be able to survive the tragic event? Or is she to go down in flames? (Warning: very short story with very short parts :-/ ) Dedicated to Annie and Riddhi
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