The Golden Downtown

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The banquet hall smelled of roasted goose and old wood, a scent that had permeated the velvet upholstery of the University of St. Jude’s for a hundred years. You sat at the long table, your hands folded around a glass of claret, watching the steam rise from the soup. It was a thick, amber broth, rich with marrow and time. You took a sip. It was good. It was dangerous. Your name is Arthur. You...

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