The Golden Circuit

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The letter is in your hand. The ink is dry. It has been dry for three days. You hold it against your chest. The paper is thin. It tears easily. You know this. You are a child. You are seven years old. Your name is Thomas. You live in the house on Miller Street. The house is old. The wood creaks. The air smells of coal and dust. You dream of the circuit. It is a golden loop. It glows in the...

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