The Library of Lost Hours

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New York in 1924 was a symphony of noise. The air was thick with the scent of gin, expensive tobacco, and the electric hum of a city that had forgotten how to sleep. Julian Thorne sat in the back of a dimly lit speakeasy, watching the flappers dance to a jazz band that sounded like a controlled explosion. Julian was a man of the new age. He was a surgeon who had stumbled upon the 'Regenesis'...

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