The Golden Downtown

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The banquet was a riot of copper light and clinking glass, a suffocatingly warm embrace that pressed against the skin like heavy velvet. In the center of the long oak table in the community hall of Harrow’s Bend, the object sat on a plate of fine china, isolated like a relic in a museum case. It was a brass compass, its casing tarnished to the color of dried blood and old rust, the glass face...

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