The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

I woke with the taste of copper on my tongue, the metallic tang of old blood and rusted iron, a flavor that had not left my mouth for three days. The apartment was silent, save for the low, rhythmic thrum of the radiator that sounded less like heating and more like a heavy, slow heartbeat. I was forty-two years old, a mid-level actuary at a firm that calculated the statistical probability of...

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