The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

You dream of the gold. Not the yellow of sunlight, but the heavy, dull gleam of coin. It fills your mouth. It chokes you. You wake gasping in the narrow bed of the attic room, the air thick with the smell of wet wool and old dust. Your mother is there. She sits on the edge of the mattress, her hands folded in her lap. She looks at you with eyes that have seen too much and kept too little....

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