The Golden Downtown

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The train conductor, a man with a face like a bruised plum and a whistle that sounded like a dying animal, called your name from the platform at Oakhaven Station, his voice cutting through the damp November air as if he were summoning a stray dog to heel. Elias, he shouted, the word hanging in the steam, though you knew he was not calling you, but the man in the next carriage who had stepped...

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