The Golden Downtown

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The rain had not stopped for three days, and the air inside the university library smelled of wet wool, old paper, and the faint, metallic tang of rust that seemed to seep up from the foundation stones. Elias Thorne sat in his usual corner, a small alcove where the light from the high windows fell in pale, slanted beams, illuminating the dust motes that danced like suspended ghosts. He was a...

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