The Golden Downtown

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You stand on the threshold of the garden gate, your breath caught in a knot of iron and dust, while the late October wind strips the last defiant leaves from the skeletal elms and scatters them across the gravel path like the confetti of a forgotten celebration. The air is thick with the scent of decay and wet earth, a heavy, cloying perfume that seems to cling to your skin, to seep into the...

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