The Golden Downtown

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My hand was deep in the sediment when the vibration started, a low thrum that traveled up through the trowel, into my wrist, and settled in the hollow of my chest like a second, slower heartbeat. I pulled my hand out, wiping the grit onto my jeans, and waited for the sound to fade, but it didn’t; it just held, a steady, indifferent pulse in the bedrock of the canyon. I looked up at the rim of...

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