The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a fine, metallic mist that clung to the shoulders of our coats and seeped into the bones of the station, a place where the geometry of justice had long since collapsed into a labyrinth of gray concrete and humming fluorescent lights. I stood at the window of my office, watching the reflection of the man who had once been the only reason I...

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