The Golden Compass

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I have learned that the ground does not care for the names we pin to it, only the weight we press into its soft, rotting belly. The thaw had turned the red earth of the hill station into a slick, sucking paste, a physical fact that made every step a negotiation with gravity, and I stood in the center of the unfinished community hall, my concrete boots sinking to the ankle as the foundation...

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