The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

You stand at the window of the fourth-floor room in the old textile mill, looking out at the gray slate roofs of the town that smells of damp wool and coal smoke, and you know that the man coming up the stairs is not your father, but he carries the same heavy, slumped posture, the same way of holding his left shoulder slightly higher than the right to compensate for the phantom ache in a bone...

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