The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The rain does not fall so much as it is extracted from the sky, a slow, viscous weeping that soaks into the stone of the harbor walls and into the very marrow of your bones as you stand at the helm of the patrol cutter, the vessel that has become the shell of your identity, the only home you have known since the world outside began to look at you with eyes that held no recognition, only a cold,...

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