The Golden Ritual

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The Golden Ritual

The water has risen to the bottom of my ribs, a cold that is not merely wet but heavy, a weight of lead poured into the marrow, and I have counted the hours since the heating pipes began to groan with a sound like a man clearing his throat, thirty-one hours in total, which means I have lost three days’ wages, a sum of four pounds and twelve shillings that I cannot afford to lose if I am to keep...

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