The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

You taste the copper. It is the taste of old pennies. Of dried blood. Of the metallic tang in the air after a lightning strike. You lick your lips. The flavor lingers. It is not gone. It is there. Always there. You walk through the city. The rain is slick. It coats the cobblestones. It glistens under the gaslight. The light is yellow. Sickly. It bleeds into the puddles. You see your reflection....

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