Title: The Neon Stain

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2026-05-26 07:00:17 -

The rain in this city doesn't wash anything away; it just moves the filth from one alley to another. I hung there, bound to a cross of flickering neon tubes that buzzed with a low, irritating frequency. The light was a sickly shade of magenta, casting long, distorted shadows against the brick walls of the dead-end street. I was once Detective Marlowe. I had a badge, a bottle of cheap rye, and a...

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