The Golden Downtown

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You are sitting in the high gallery of the cathedral, where the air smells of beeswax, old stone, and the metallic tang of rain that has just been driven off the slate roofs. It is a cold afternoon in the city, a gray wash of light that seems to seep through the stained glass and stain the floor with pools of muted blue and red. You are wearing your uniform, the wool heavy on your shoulders,...

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