The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

He dreamed of the harbor. Not the one he knew, with its rotting pilings and smell of brine and diesel, but a golden one. Light poured from the water. It was solid. It hummed. In the dream, the letters on the crate were burning. They were not just letters. They were eyes. Waking was a violence. The air in the cell was cold. It bit his skin. He shivered. The concrete floor was wet. A single bulb...

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