The Last Dance at the Halo

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2026-06-13 03:07:11 -

The champagne was cold and the music was loud and Henry Callaghan was pretending not to listen to either of them. He sat in a corner of the penthouse apartment on Fifth Avenue, a glass in his hand that he hadn't drunk from, watching the crowd swirl around him in a blur of silk and laughter and the kind of carelessness that only exists in cities that have just won a war and convinced themselves...

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