The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

I Aurelio Orozco pressed the tin of golden syrup against the table, his thumb digging into the cold metal as if trying to crush the liquid inside. The room smelled of antiseptic and damp wool, a scent that had settled into his clothes over the last six months, but today it was thicker, clogged with the static charge of the walls. He was thirty-two, though the hollows under his eyes made him...

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