The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The frost on the windowpane had formed a pattern that looked like a broken chain, and I watched it for an hour before I realized my hands were shaking. I am a man who has spent thirty years keeping the peace in the quiet corners of this town, a role that requires a stillness I no longer possess. The coughing fit that started in the ambulance yesterday had not stopped; it rattled in my chest...

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