The Collector's Mirror
The underground of New York is not just a network of trains and sewers; it is a repository of everything the city has discarded. In the deepest strata, where the air is thick with the smell of ozone and ancient dust, lived The Collector. He was a man of exquisite taste and absolute void, a dealer in "Emotional Artifacts." He didn't sell jewelry or art; he sold the distilled essence of human...
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