The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

The champagne is cold. It has been cold for an hour, pooling in the crystal flutes of the gala, a liquid mirror reflecting the chandeliers above. You hold your own glass, but you do not drink. You are here for the award. The Medal for Civic Integrity. Your name is on the plaque. Your face is on the screen. You are the model citizen. The savior of the district. You wear the necklace. It is a...

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