The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

Chapter One In the reclamation yards of the lower peninsula, the air always tasted of rust and old steam, a flavor that settled in the teeth and refused to wash out no matter how much water you swished. I am Imelda Castañeda, and for the last three weeks I have been working the ice-haul lines, my hands cracked and bleeding from the cold metal, trying to earn enough credits to buy the deed to my...

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