The Serpent's Heart

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2026-06-14 21:54:35 -

The rain in the Bronx didn't wash things clean. It just made the grime slicker. I was sitting on the fire escape of Martha's apartment on East 171st Street, legs dangling three stories above an alley that smelled of stale beer and something I didn't want to name, watching the neon sign of the jazz club across the street flicker through the downpour. Inside the apartment behind me, the serpent...

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