Sample V-12: The Architect's Lie
(Style: Hard-boiled Detective) The rain in this city doesn't wash anything away; it just turns the dust into a thick, grey sludge that sticks to your shoes like a bad memory. I’m twelve, and I call myself a detective. In a world without adults, "detective" just means I'm the one who asks the questions that nobody wants to answer. I operate out of a converted phone booth in the ruins of the...
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