The Golden Compass

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The banquet hall of the St. Jude’s Orphanage did not smell of roasting meats or spiced wine, but of damp wool, stale pipe tobacco, and the faint, metallic tang of the winter air that seeped through the cracked panes of the high arched windows. It was a feast of the mind rather than the belly, a ritual observed by the men of the Iron Guard who had gathered to mark the anniversary of the Great...

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