The Golden Circuit

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Act I The street lamps of the old quarter flickered in a rhythm that matched the settling groans of the timber frames, a city-wide vibration that told of the wind pushing against the valley walls. Down in the logging scar, where the rain had stripped the earth to red clay, the signal boxes stood silent, their lenses dark until the night shift began. It was in the cramped, smoke-stained cab of a...

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