The Golden Circuit

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2026-08-22 17:42:16 -

March 12 I am forty-two years old and I have forgotten how to sleep. The Meridian Tower stands against the grey sky like a blade of glass, a perfect geometric insult to the chaos of my private life. Elena left for the coast three days ago. She did not pack a suitcase; she simply took her coat and walked out the door, leaving the silence of the apartment to fill the space where her voice used to...

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