The Golden Downtown

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The mist had a weight to it, a dense, grey substance that seemed to press against the skin of the city like a damp wool blanket, muffling the sounds of the waking world and turning the familiar streets into a labyrinth of half-formed shadows. I stood at the edge of the promenade, my boots heavy with the morning’s damp, watching the river churn beneath the bridge where the water moved with a...

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