The Utopian Dream

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The Utopian Dream

The air in Manhattan no longer smelled of exhaust and desperation; it smelled of jasmine and ozone. The Great Silence had fallen over the city three years ago, a psychic plague that had stripped the populace of their reason, leaving them as hollow shells wandering the concrete canyons. But in the heart of the ruins, beneath the shadow of a leaning Empire State Building, lay the Sanctuary—a...

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