Neon Blood
Neon Blood The rain came down on Los Angeles that night like God himself had decided to wash the city clean and was doing it with the enthusiasm of a man who'd rather be anywhere else. I stood at Rox's garage on Sunset, watching the neon from the drugstore across the street bleed through the rain and paint his face in strips of red and blue and a yellow that looked sick in the wet darkness....
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