The Golden Downtown

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The rain in Harrow’s End didn’t wash things clean. It just made the grime slicker, turning the cobblestones into black mirrors that reflected the bruised sky and the skeletal fingers of the gas lamps. Silas Vane wiped his boots on the mat outside the precinct, a ritual that felt less like hygiene and more like penance. He was a constable, a man of the law in a town that had forgotten what the...

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