The Cleaner's Ledger
The rain in Manhattan always felt like it was trying to wash away something that refused to leave. Marcus sat in his black sedan, the windshield wipers rhythmic and hypnotic, watching the entrance of a luxury brownstone in the Upper East Side. Marcus was a "Cleaner" for the Longevity Club. The Club was a collection of the world's most powerful people who had hacked their biology to live for...
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