The Golden Circuit

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The glass vial sat in my palm, heavy with the cold liquid inside, its label peeling away in a strip of white paper that revealed the black ink beneath. I held it up to the light from the kitchen window, watching the amber color swirl, and for a moment I was not twelve years old, standing in the linoleum kitchen of a house that smelled of damp wool and iodine, but a man who knew exactly what the...

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