The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

The estuary mud sucked at the boots of every worker in the Hokkaido settlement, a rhythmic, wet tearing sound that rose above the hiss of the sawmill blades and the distant, dry thunder of a storm that refused to break. I was the filer, a man of forty-two who spent his days sharpening steel until it could cut through the grain of Sitka spruce, and the town’s only debt was the interest accruing...

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