Cold Calculations
Cold Calculations Part I The rain in New York doesn't fall. It seeps. It comes up from the streets and the subway grates and the cracks in the pavement, and by the time you notice it, you're already soaked. I sat behind my desk on the forty-second floor and watched it happen through the window. The city was gray and wet and magnificent in the way that only a city can be when it doesn't give a...
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