Title: The Last Ember
The jazz of 1924 New York was a shimmering veil of gold and gin, designed to hide the hollow ache of a generation that had seen too much blood in the mud of France. Julian moved through the parties of the Upper East Side like a ghost in a tuxedo, his presence a courtesy to the hosts, his mind a thousand miles away in a library that no longer existed. Julian was a collector of ghosts. While...
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