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Whispers in the Dust Motes The rain in New Port didn't wash anything clean. It just made the grime wetter. Jack Mercer stood under the awning of his office — a fourth-floor walk-up above a noodle shop that smelled like old grease and older decisions — and watched the acid rain eat away at the neon sign across the street. The sign said OMNICORP in letters that flickered between purple and a...

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