The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the streets of the old district into a mirror of gray iron and broken light. I sat in the corner of the precinct’s holding area, the floor cold against the knees of my trousers, watching the water drip from the ceiling into the metal bucket in the corner. *Plip. Plip. Plip.* The sound was a metronome for a time that did not belong to me. My hands...

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