The Golden Downtown

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The rain fell on the cobblestones of Highgate Square with a rhythmic, heavy persistence, washing the dust from the windows of the Guild Hall and leaving the air thick with the smell of wet wool and stale beer. Thomas Bradshaw walked through the downpour, his coat plastered to his back, his boots striking the stone with a dull, wet thud that echoed in the hollows of his chest. He was not a man...

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