The Echo of the Roaring Twenties
The penthouse of the Chrysler Building was a cathedral of glass and gold, where the champagne flowed like a river and the jazz was a fever that never broke. It was 1922, and New York was a city of ghosts dressed in sequins. Julian stood by the window, watching the headlights of the yellow cabs crawl like bioluminescent beetles through the streets below. He was the crown prince of the Sterling...
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