The Golden Compass

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2026-08-20 16:04:24 -

The rain had been falling since before dawn, a steady, grey curtain that blurred the edges of the world and turned the cobblestones of the police station’s courtyard into a mirror for the dim, gas-lit streetlamps. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of stale tobacco, wet wool, and the metallic tang of old blood that seemed to seep permanently into the plaster walls of the institution....

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