The Golden Circuit

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Kaito Watanabe had not slept since the rain filled the dried wells, and the tremor in his left hand made the pen jump across the page as he tried to write the date. The light in the workshop was gray and flat, the kind that makes brass look like dead skin. He stared at the collection notice, certified, lying on the workbench next to a pile of disassembled gears. The paper was yellowed at the...

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