The Crystallization of Danny Cole
He had been liquid for forty-two years. That was the thought that came to Danny Cole as he stood at the window of his office on Sunset Boulevard, watching the rain turn the neon signs into smeared watercolors against the darkening sky. Liquid, he thought. Able to flow around obstacles, able to take the shape of whatever container he was poured into, able to seep into cracks and fill them...
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