The Beacon of the Lost
(V-02: Jazz Age Idealism) The air in Manhattan in 1924 tasted of gin, expensive cigars, and a desperate, shimmering kind of hope. Julian stood on the balcony of the Waldorf-Astoria, watching the city pulse beneath him like a neon heart. To the world, he was the "Golden Boy of Wall Street," a man who could sniff out a profit in a graveyard. But Julian was a ghost. He had returned from the...
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