The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The sky tore open on a Tuesday, not with thunder, but with a sound like tearing silk, a high-pitched shriek that vibrated in the molars of everyone standing in the rain-slicked streets of Bristol. It was a Tuesday in late November, the kind of day where the light comes up grey and stays that way, pressing down on the wet pavement until the city feels less like a place and more like a bruise....

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