The Last Coin of Los Angeles

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The sun in Los Angeles didn't shine; it bleached. It turned the palm trees yellow and the asphalt white. Frank sat in a diner on Sunset Boulevard, staring at a cup of coffee that had gone cold an hour ago. He had been a ghost in the machine, a black-ops specialist who had died in a nameless trench in the Middle East. Now, he was a nineteen-year-old dropout, the son of a woman who had spent her...

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