The Golden Circuit

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2026-08-18 02:43:56 -

The rain had been falling for three days, a grey, relentless sheet that turned the cobblestones of the lower barracks into slick, dark mirrors. Thomas stood by the window, his hand resting on the cold iron sill, watching the water race down the glass in chaotic, silver threads. He was a man who measured his life in the wear and tear of his joints, in the ache that settled deep in his left knee...

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