The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The ivy was not merely climbing the walls of the Whitmore estate; it was digesting them. I watched the thick, waxy leaves turn black at the edges, a slow necrosis that spread with the inevitability of a stain on silk, and I understood that the house was dying from the inside out, much like the mind of the woman who had built it. We are often told that architecture is the frozen music of power,...

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