The Golden Downtown

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The dust in the decommissioned customs house does not settle; it hangs in the air like a suspended breath, catching the late afternoon sun that pours through the shattered skylights and turns the gloom into a thick, golden syrup. You are Elias Thorne, forty-five years old, your body a map of old bruises and new tremors, standing alone in the center of the grand hall where the marble floor is...

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