The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The rain hits the pavement in sharp, rhythmic bursts. It is a cold rain. You are standing in the doorway of the community center. Your shoes are wet. You do not move. Inside, the lights are fluorescent. They hum. The sound is a low, constant buzz. It eats at the edges of your thoughts. You are fifty-four. You have worked here for thirty years. You are the archivist. You are the keeper of the...

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