The Golden Circuit
The letter was found in the pocket of a heavy wool coat, damp with rain and smelling faintly of copper and old tobacco, tucked inside the lining of the left sleeve where a man might hide a secret or a weapon, or perhaps just the last of his dignity. It was dated three days before the incident at the perimeter, written in a hand that had begun to shake, the ink bleeding slightly at the edges as...
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