The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

You are standing in the center of the town square, the rain slicking your uniform into a second skin, and you realize with a cold, technical precision that you are the only thing holding this place together. The rain here does not fall; it hangs, a dense, gray curtain that smells of wet concrete and ozone, a supercharged atmosphere that makes the air feel heavy in your lungs, a pressure that is...

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