The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The rain slicked the cobblestones of Market Street. It was a gray, industrial gray. The kind that seeps into the bones. I stood under the awning of the old textile mill. My name is Arthur. I worked in the ledger room. I counted the threads. I weighed the cotton. I was good at it. Too good, perhaps. My boss, Mr. Sterling, watched me with cold eyes. He saw a tool. I saw a trap. There was a sound...

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