The Gilded Pier

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The Gilded Pier

The Gilded Pier The sea air in Portsworth had always tasted of rust and regret. I used to think it was the ironworks—three smoking stacks on the eastern ridge that painted the dawn in shades of bruised purple. But now I know better. The taste was mine all along, born of standing on that pier every evening watching for a ship that would never dock, knowing full well it should not have. I was a...

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