The Golden Suspect

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The hammer strikes the gold, and the sound is not a clang but a sigh, a dry exhalation of dust that settles on your knuckles before you even open your eyes. You are forty years old, and you have spent the last four years chasing a shard of metal that does not exist, or perhaps exists only in the space between your eyelids and the morning light. The dream is the same as it has been for one...

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