The Black Water Cell
The water tower smelled of algae and something else, something organic and sweet and wrong. Silas Thibodeaux had lived in the sewers of New Orleans for thirty years. He knew the smell of sewer gas, of decomposing organic matter, of the slow chemical breakdown that turned a flooded city into a compost heap. This was different. He knelt beside the observation port -- a circular window of some...
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