The Golden Downtown

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The notice was thin, white, and smelled faintly of the industrial ink that stained the assessor’s fingers. Elias Thorne held it at arm’s length, the paper trembling slightly not from fear, but from the sudden drop in the shop’s temperature as the man in the gray suit turned to leave. The light in the window was high and pale, slicing through the dust motes that hung in the air like suspended...

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