The Golden Crossing

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The dream is always the same: you are standing in the water, but the water is not water. It is a suspension of gold, thick and viscous, filling your lungs with a sweet, metallic taste. You try to cough, but the light enters your throat instead, crystallizing in your chest. You wake in the narrow cot of your station house, the walls sweating with the humidity of the October rain, your bones...

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