The Scavenger of Lost Grooves
The Scavenger of Lost Grooves The Great Flood had come and gone, and with it most of what the world had been. New Orleans was now a memory written in water—literally. The city existed beneath six feet of salt swamp, its streets submerged, its buildings standing like the ribs of a leviathan picked clean by time and tide. The people who lived here called it the Bayou, though there was no bayou...
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