The Golden Crossing

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The rain is not water, you will come to understand, but a heavy, cold judgment that falls upon the slate roofs of the city like a verdict. It strikes the cobblestones with a rhythmic, percussive insistence, a drumbeat that has been sounding in your ears for three days, ever since the magistrate signed the order. You are not in a cell, yet the walls of this narrow row house feel thicker than...

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