The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The coat was heavy. Wool. Dark green. It smelled of damp wool and old iron. I wore it in the dream. I wore it in the life. It hung on the hook by the door of my apartment in Harrowgate. A small town. Coal dust in the air. Steam from the vents. The year was 1912. The industry was king. And I was a sergeant. My name is Arthur. I held the coat. It was my father’s. He died before I was born. Or so...

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