The Golden Compass

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You are walking through the city in the rain, the slick cobblestones reflecting the gaslight in long, trembling ribbons of amber that seem to stretch out before you like a path to a distant, forgotten shore, and the air is thick with the smell of wet stone and coal smoke, a heavy, industrial perfume that settles in your lungs and tastes of iron and old dust, reminding you of the many winters...

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