The Golden Downtown

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The air in the sub-basement of the Meridian Financial Tower did not smell like dust or mildew, as one might expect from a space buried forty feet beneath the streets of Chicago. It smelled of ozone and old copper, a metallic tang that coated the back of my throat and refused to leave. I am Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, and I have spent the last six years guarding the silence of this...

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