Shadows of Genesis
The rain in Los Angeles didn't wash anything clean. It just made the grime slicker. I sit at my counter in the clinic on Sunset and stare at the wall. The wall is beige. It was beige when I rented this place. It'll be beige when I leave. Some things don't change. The door opens. A man walks in—he's got the walk of someone who's learning how to coordinate two bodies that were never meant to move...
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