The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The station house smells of stale coffee and damp wool, a scent that has settled into the plaster and the floorboards over decades of quiet duty. You stand in the center of the room, the silence pressing against your eardrums like deep water, your hands resting on the back of a wooden chair that holds the weight of your history. It is a Tuesday, though the date feels abstract, suspended in the...

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