The Golden Downtown
The dream began not with a sound but with a texture, a heavy, wet wool pressing against the back of Marcus Thorne’s skull, the kind of suffocating warmth that only exists in the memory of a childhood bedroom before the heat wave breaks. He was standing in the center of the atrium of the St. Jude’s Community Center, a sprawling, decaying brutalist concrete box in the industrial district of Leeds...
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