The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The rain hit the glass like static. Marek stood before the mirror. It was a long, narrow strip of silver. It did not lie. It showed him the gray. It showed him the hands. They trembled. He adjusted the collar. The fabric was stiff. It was high. It was black. It was made of a synthetic weave that repelled water and absorbed sweat. It was a uniform. It was a cage. He buttoned it to the throat....

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