Echoes in the Ashes
The rain in Los Angeles doesn't wash anything clean. It just makes the dirt wetter. That's the first thing you need to understand about this city if you're going to understand me, or what I did, or why I'm sitting here at three in the morning with a cup of coffee that went cold two hours ago and the radar screen still flickering in front of me like some kind of mechanical heartbeat. My name is...
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