The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The fog in Harrowgate does not roll in so much as it settles, a heavy, gray wool that strangles the gaslights and turns the cobblestones into slick, black mirrors, and you stand there on the corner of Blackthorn Street, your breath hitching in your throat, holding the leather-bound notebook against your chest as if it were a holy relic or a bomb, your fingers trembling not from the cold but...

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