The rain in Chicago doesn't fall. It hangs in the air like a...

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The rain in Chicago doesn't fall. It hangs in the air like a verdict you know is coming but can't qu

The rain in Chicago doesn't fall. It hangs in the air like a verdict you know is coming but can't quite hear the sentence for. I stood outside my office on South Wabash Avenue and watched it turn the streetlights into smudges of yellow on the wet pavement, and I thought about how much of my life had been spent waiting for sentences. My name is Frank Keller. I'm thirty-five years old. I served...

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