Sample V-03: The Printed Man

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(Noir Style) The rain in New York doesn't wash anything away; it just turns the grime into a mirror. I stood under a leaking awning on 42nd Street, lighting a cigarette that tasted like wet cardboard. My name is Marcus, and for ten years, I've been the best "cleaner" in the city. I find things that don't want to be found. But three weeks ago, I found something I wasn't supposed to: myself. I...

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