The Golden Compass

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The hand it is. That is the thing you cannot stop looking at. It hangs limp from the rope, the knuckles swollen purple, the nails torn raw. You know that hand. You know the scar on the thumb where Thomas cut himself with a pie plate ten years ago. You know the way the tendons pull tight when he is angry. You are looking at it from the other side of the rope. You are the one who is hanging. Or...

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