The Golden Compass

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The fog in Oakhaven does not behave like weather; it behaves like a witness. It clings to the cobblestones of the harbor district, a pale, viscous thing that whispers against the glass of the police station windows, and you have learned, over three years of service, that it tells the truth only if you are willing to pay for it. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-two, a constable with aching knees and...

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