The Golden Downtown

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I woke with the taste of iron and old dust on my tongue, a metallic tang that seemed to seep from the very stones of the floor beneath me, and for a moment I could not tell if I was in my own bed in the damp, narrow room above the chandler’s shop or if I was lying upon the cold marble of the High Court where my father had served until his breath ran out. The dream was so vivid, so persistent,...

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