The Passing Ticket

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The bar had no sign. That was the point. If you knew where to look, you'd find it behind a false wall on Sunset Boulevard, down a flight of concrete stairs that smelled of beer and regret. If you didn't know, you'd walk past it a thousand times and never know what you'd missed. June called it "The Blind Spot." It was a good name. The bar existed in the space between what people saw and what...

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