The Golden Crossing

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The rain fell on the city like a verdict. It was cold. It was wet. It did not care. Elias stood at the window. The glass was fogged. He wiped a circle. The view remained blurred. The street below was a smear of grey and black. Cars hissed. People hurried. They carried umbrellas. They shielded their eyes. They did not look up. Elias looked up. He saw the river. It was not water. It was gold. The...

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