The Golden Circuit

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The train slows. It shudders against the rails. You step off. The air is cold. It bites your skin. You are in Millbrook. It is a small town. The buildings are brick. The sky is grey. It hangs low. You look at your hands. They are shaking. You hold a letter. It is folded. It is worn. You have read it. You know what it says. You are leaving. You are going back to the coast. To the sea. To the...

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