The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The scar on my left hand, that jagged, pale ridge that runs from the wrist to the base of the thumb, is the only thing in this city that feels true. It is a map of a border I no longer cross, a path boundary that has become my entire existence. I hold it in my mind as I walk the wet, gray streets of London, feeling the rain slick against the wool of my coat, the city pressing in on me with its...

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