The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The rain had been falling for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the cobblestones of the Old Quarter into slick mirrors reflecting the dim, amber glow of the streetlamps, and I stood beneath the awning of the closed apothecary on Vane Street, watching the water pool in the gutters and thinking about how the weight of a coat can feel heavier than the body that wears it,...

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