The Golden Downtown

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2026-08-20 22:49:30 -

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the cobblestones of the old quarter into a slick, black mirror that reflected the gas lamps and the hollowed faces of the passersby who hurried toward the warmth of their respective homes. I stood at the edge of the pier, watching the water lap against the rotting wood, feeling the cold dampness seep through my coat and settle into the marrow of...

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