The Golden Mirror

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The Golden Mirror

The rain in Bristol had a way of settling into the crevices of the soul, a persistent dampness that no amount of heating could quite shake loose. Arthur Pendelton wiped a smudge of grime from the brass handle of his shop door, the motion habitual, almost liturgical. For forty years, he had been the custodian of this narrow strip of time on Queen Street, a place where clocks were repaired,...

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