The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The badge was warm. That was the first thing I noticed. Not the weight, which I had carried for twenty years until it was as natural as a pulse. But the heat. It radiated from the gold star, seeping into the wool of my sleeve, burning a faint, red mark against my wrist. I looked at it. It looked back. It was not metal. It was flesh. "Is it bad?" I asked. I was in the precinct. The fluorescent...

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