The Winter of Salt

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Chicago in January is not a city; it is a frozen wasteland where the wind cuts through skin and hope. Claire lived in a walk-up apartment that smelled of damp wool and old grease. She was a single mother, her days a relentless cycle of double shifts at a greasy spoon and sleepless nights spent worrying about the rent. Simon lived in 4B. He was a ghost of a man, a former structural engineer who...

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