The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

I woke with the taste of rust on my tongue and the sensation that my bones had been replaced by lead pipes, a heaviness that seemed to radiate outward from the marrow, pulling me down into the damp, industrial rot of the floor beneath me. The room was a cathedral of shadow and steam, the air thick with the scent of ozone, coal dust, and the metallic tang of old blood, and I could not tell if...

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