The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The rain hits the pavement. It hisses. Steam rises. You are wet. Your coat is heavy. It pulls at your shoulders. The city is grey. The city is loud. Sirens wail in the distance. They sound like dying animals. You do not flinch. You have heard worse. You are a man of duty. You are a man of law. But your hands are shaking. Why? Cold? Fear? Hunger? Your stomach growls. It is a deep, hollow sound....

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