The Observer's Debt (New York Realism)

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I remember the way Arthur looked when he found me. I was lying in a heap of discarded cardboard and broken glass in an alleyway off 5th Avenue, my lungs failing and my mind drifting into a grey void. I had been a surgeon once—the kind of man who could map a human heart with a single glance—but the world had a way of erasing people like me. I had become a ghost in the city of millions. Arthur...

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