The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

You have been polishing the brass nameplate for three hours. It is not a difficult task, but it is a precise one, and your fingers, stiff from the November chill that has settled into the bones of this city, tremble with a fatigue that has nothing to do with the physical effort. The plate reads *E. VANCE, ARCHITECT*. You are Edward. You have been Edward for fifty years, or at least as long as...

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