The Golden Crossing

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2026-08-25 08:55:42 -

"You’re telling me the ledger doesn’t balance?" Kwame Mohammed said, not looking up from the cot tag in his hand. "Then we have a problem. Or two." The room smelled of damp wool and rust. It was winter in the flats, the kind that gets into the joints and stays there. Outside, the birch forest had been logged to the stump, leaving the land looking like a field of broken teeth. I was thirty years...

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