The Seven Brothers of Chicago
The snow came down on Chicago like a curtain drawn across the world. Thomas O'Connell stood at the window of his brother's apartment and watched it fall, each flake catching the neon glow of State Street like a tiny star extinguished before it reached the ground. Five years. Five years since his father's stroke had turned the man who once commanded a room into someone who stared at walls and...
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