Honey and Ash
Mark arrived in Youngstown on a gray November morning that smelled like cold metal. The kind of smell you get when a town is made of things that have stopped being used -- abandoned factories, empty parking lots, streets lined with storefronts that used to have signs in their windows but now had only cracked glass and posters for businesses that no longer existed, faded to colors that suggested...
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