Stray-Signal
Stray Signal Act I The dog was waiting for me outside the warehouse on Alameda Street, and he wasn't supposed to be there. I knew this the way I knew things I was never supposed to know—the way you know a woman's husband is lying when you can see his watch on the other guy's wrist, or the way you know it's going to rain when the city takes on that particular shade of grey that means somebody's...
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