The Golden Altar

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The Golden Altar

The rain in New York fell differently than it did in London or Paris. It fell with urgency, as if the city itself were trying to wash something away before it could take root. Thomas Whitmore stood at the window of his office on Wall Street and watched the drops race each other down the glass, thinking about how futile all competition was when the destination was the same. Below him, Broadway...

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