The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The iron gate of the city does not creak when it closes, it screams, a high, thin shriek that splits the fog and hangs in the air like a promise of violence, and you stand before it with your hands in your pockets, feeling the damp cold seep through the wool of your coat, watching the smoke from the factories on the hill roll down into the streets like a heavy grey tide, swallowing the gas...

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