The Golden Downtown

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a fine, gray mist that coated the skin of the city in a film of dampness. It was the kind of weather that made the air taste of iron and old pennies, a taste that lingered on the back of the tongue long after the breath had passed. In the lower districts, where the cobblestones were slick with algae and the shop windows were dark, a boy named Julian...

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