The Golden Downtown

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The magistrate’s finger, stained with the residue of a half-eaten pear, pointed directly at Elias’s throat. "You are a leech, Elias, not a physician," he said, his voice low and dripping with a condescension that felt heavier than the winter air. "You dabble in things that do not belong to the church or the crown. You sell poison dressed in the skin of mercy." Elias stood behind his counter,...

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