Nothing Useful

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Nothing Useful

The junkyard smelled like rust and regret. Danny McCullough had learned to love that smell the way a sailor loves the sea: not because it was beautiful but because it was honest. It told you exactly what it was—metal that had died and oil that had leaked and plastic that would never, ever decompose. There was no hiding in a junkyard. Things were what they were, broken or whole, useful or...

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