The Golden Downtown

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The champagne in the crystal flute was not cold, but I drank it anyway, the bubbles sticking to the back of my throat like tiny, frantic hearts. We were standing in the center of the rotunda of the Grand Hotel Aeterna, a space so vast and white that it seemed to swallow sound, a place where the air was filtered of dust and doubt, leaving only the sharp, metallic scent of success and the heavy,...

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