The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The rain in Seattle does not wash things clean; it merely adds another layer of grime to the existing silt. You stand on the wet pavement of the Pike Place Market, the asphalt slick and black, reflecting the neon bleed of the fishmongers' signs. Your badge hangs heavy on your chest, a cold disc of authority that feels less like power and more like a tumor. You are a detective, but tonight you...

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