The Debt of the Gilded Hand

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(Dirty Realism) The apartment in Queens smelled of old cabbage and damp drywall. Arthur didn't have a "glow" in the way the storybooks described it. He had a smudge—a greasy, flickering light that looked more like a short-circuiting neon sign than a divine blessing. Arthur discovered the truth about his luck when he was twelve. He had wished for his father to stop drinking, and the next...

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