The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The brass astrolabe in my pocket had worn down to a dull, frictionless smear, the intricate etchings of the celestial spheres ground away by years of anxious thumb-rubbing. It was no longer a tool of navigation or calculation, but a talisman of weight, a cold anchor to my sanity as the train rattled south toward the coast. I was a man of instruments, a craftsman who built the delicate hearts of...

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