The Memory Forger

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The Memory Forger

The rain in Chicago doesn't fall. It hangs. It's a permanent state of suspension between the sky and the street, a grey curtain that the city's lights turn into a million tiny neon constellations before they give up and become part of the pavement. I've lived in this rain for forty-seven years. I've watched it turn the L-tracks to rust, turn the brick buildings to the color of wet tea, turn the...

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