The Ritual of the Rust-Belt

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The town of Oakhaven was a place where the only thing that grew was the rust on the abandoned steel mills. I, Gary, spent my days at a gas station that smelled of old grease and desperation, pumping fuel for people who were going nowhere. My life was a loop of grey mornings and neon nights, a flatline of existence that I had long ago stopped trying to fight. Then there was Sarah. She appeared...

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