The Golden Compass

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The mud is not merely wet; it is a living, viscous thing that chews at the boots and seeps into the soul, a cold, heavy slurry that tastes of iron and old blood in the back of the throat, and you are standing in the center of it, in the belly of the city that has been reduced to a skeleton of brick and broken glass, while the smoke from the burning tenements rises in thick, oily columns that...

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