The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The steam pipe groans. It is a low, wet sound, like a throat clearing after a long cough. You are Elias Thorne. You are fifty-two years old. Your hands shake. You press them flat against the iron desk. The metal is cold. It does not care about your trembling. The office is a box of fog and iron. The window is frosted over. You cannot see the orchard. You can only hear the wind. It sounds like...

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