Pure Gold

$28

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With his henchmen pressed back by the mob into the inner sanctum of his estate, Chas Moneyton took to the roof. He was running out of options. Dropping his duffel bags with a clank from his enormous yet soft hands he removed the bars within and arranged them in a plea to the sky. "HELP ME," the bars spelt, in Pure Gold.

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