The Golden Circuit
The ink was warm. Margaret Whitmore felt the heat in her fingertips as she traced the final segment of the Northern Boundary, a line that pulsed faintly against the cold blotter like a vein under skin. It was a Tuesday in November, 1912, and the gaslight in the cartography office flickered, casting long, trembling shadows across the drafting tables where the other men hunched over their rulers....
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