**The Film Noir Detective**
The rain in this city doesn't wash anything away; it just moves the dirt from one alley to another. I sat in my office, the kind of place where the dust has its own zip code and the only thing that works is the bottle of rye in my desk drawer. My name is Marlowe, and I make a living finding things people want to stay lost. The case walked in at 2:00 AM. She was a "dimension-hopper"—one of those...
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