The Golden Downtown
The fog that rolled off the iron-rich waters of the harbor did not simply obscure the city of Oakhaven; it dissolved it, turning the spires of the Victorian industrial district into smudges of charcoal against a bruised and violet sky, a landscape that felt less like a place where men lived and worked and more like a hallucination induced by the heavy, metallic taste of the air that clung to...
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