The Ledger of Void
(V-03: Noir Cynicism) The rain in New York didn't wash anything away; it just smeared the grime into a more permanent shade of grey. Marcus sat in his office on the 42nd floor, the city below looking like a circuit board designed by a sadist. He didn't deal in stocks or bonds—at least, not the kind you could find on Wall Street. Marcus dealt in "Existence Credits." Five years ago, a leak from a...
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