The Golden Crossing

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I woke with the taste of copper and wet earth on my tongue, the afterimage of a golden bridge still burning behind my eyelids. It was not a dream of beauty, but of geometry. I had been calculating load-bearing tolerances in my sleep, the numbers floating in a void of amber light, precise and cold. I sat up in the narrow bed of the temporary housing unit, the air thick with the smell of mildew...

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