The Golden Downtown
The train hissed into the station with a long, shuddering exhalation, a sound that seemed to scrape against the very nerves of the city, and Elias Thorne stepped out onto the platform with the heavy, deliberate gait of a man who had walked a long road not just in miles but in the accumulation of years, his coat buttoned to the chin against the damp, soot-stained air that hung over the...
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