The Golden Crossing

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The river is not water. You know this, though you spent your entire career pretending otherwise. It is a thick, amber syrup, moving with the slow, deliberate grace of a sleeping giant, reflecting the grey, overcast sky of the university campus in a mirror so perfect it feels like a trap. You stand on the bank, your tweed jacket damp with a mist that smells of ozone and old books, holding the...

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