The Golden Scar

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2026-08-20 06:28:52 -

The Golden Scar

The rain hit the pavement in sheets. It was cold. I walked fast. My coat was heavy. It smelled of damp wool and old sweat. I was tired. Not just in my body. In my mind. The city hummed around me. Neon signs flickered. Red. Blue. White. They bled into the puddles. I looked down. My reflection was broken. A jagged shape. Like a bone. I turned a corner. Into the alley. It was dark. The air here...

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