The Golden Scar
There is a room in the House of Commons where the gold leaf peels. It is not the great chambers — Westminster Hall, the Commons itself, those cathedral spaces of carved oak and hammered brass where history performs itself for the cameras. No, this is a smaller room, tucked behind the library, down a corridor that half the members of parliament have never walked. In this room, the gold leaf —...
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