The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The dinner was loud. It was too loud. The crystal glasses clinked with a sound like breaking ice. The meat was red. The wine was dark. Everyone was smiling. They smiled with their mouths, not their eyes. The eyes were flat. The eyes were dead. Marek sat at the head of the table. He was a large man. His shoulders were broad. He wore a grey suit. It was clean. It was pressed. It was uniform. He...

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