The Identity Thief

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2026-05-24 17:42:20 -

The rain in Manhattan doesn't clean the streets; it just makes the neon lights bleed into the asphalt. I don't have a name, not really. I have a collection of them. Currently, I am Julian Sandrew, the disgraced heir to a textile fortune. The real Julian had been a pathetic creature, a man who spent his last few dollars on cheap gin and delusions of grandeur. I found him in a flophouse in Hell's...

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