The Golden Harbor

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The Golden Harbor

The first thing you learn in a place like Blackwood is how to count the seconds between the forge’s hammers, for the rhythm is a kind of pulse that beats under your ribs and tells you exactly how much air you have left to spend. You count them as you step off the train, your father’s hand cold and heavy in yours, his cough a wet, rattling thing that seems to shake the very bones of his chest....

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