The Golden Downtown

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"You are late, Miss Vane," Mr. Halloway said, not looking up from his ledger. The ink was still wet on the page, a black scar that seemed to pulse in the dim gaslight. "The clock in the atrium does not care for your excuses. It only cares for the hour." I adjusted the collar of my shawl, the wool scratching against my neck, a small, familiar irritation that grounded me in the cold November air....

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