The Parasite's Price
Detroit was not a city; it was a carcass, and the wind that howled through the ruins of the automotive plants sounded like a long, slow expiration. For Leo Vance, the ruins were the only place where he felt at home. He was a "gutter-crawler," a man who made a living by scavenging rare minerals from the decaying circuitry of the old world. He was a non-entity, a smudge of grey in a city of...
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