The Golden Suspect

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The silence in Florence was not an absence of sound, but a presence, a cold, heavy thing that pressed against the eardrums and settled in the marrow. I, Elias, apothecary of the Via dei Calzaiuoli, sat in my shop on the fourteenth of October, 1348, watching the dust motes hang suspended in the air, refusing to fall, as if the very gravity of the world had been suspended by a malignant will. My...

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