The Moral Architecture
The New York of 1924 was a city of gold and glass, a fever dream of jazz and gin. Julian walked through the streets of Manhattan, his tailored suit a shield against the chaos of the crowd. He had once been an architect, a man who believed that the world could be saved by the symmetry of steel and stone. Then came the Crash of '21, and with it, the collapse of everything he held dear. In the...
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