The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The train hisses like a dying animal against the iron tracks, and you do not look back as the city of Harrowgate pulls away into the grey, industrial fog that has swallowed the sun for the last three days. You are leaving with nothing but a heavy wool coat, a ticket stub damp with sweat, and the specific, hollow ache of a man who has been told he is no longer wanted, a ghost in his own life....

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