The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The air in the Department of Anomalous Border Control did not smell of dust or decay, but of ozone and old copper, a metallic tang that coated the back of Elias Thorne’s throat and settled deep in the lungs like a fine, abrasive silt. He stood in the shimmering, heat-hazed corridor of the administrative wing, the walls around him bleeding static, a low-frequency hum that vibrated in his teeth...

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