The Golden Downtown

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2026-08-24 12:34:39 -

The train to the capital was a coffin of velvet and dust, rattling over tracks that seemed to vibrate with the weight of three years’ silence. I pressed my forehead against the cold glass, watching the fields of gray turn into the sprawling, soot-stained outskirts of the city, where the High Chancery rose like a black tooth against the pale sky. I was forty-two, my hair thinning, my hands...

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