The Golden Cellar

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The Golden Cellar

The air in the basement of the municipal precinct in Harrow’s End was thick, not just with the damp chill that seeped up through the concrete floor but with the heavy, cloying scent of boiled potatoes and cheap lager that had permeated the walls during the annual departmental feast upstairs, a scent that had found its way down the stairs and settled into the porous stone like a stubborn ghost...

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