Neon Noir Virus

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Neon Noir Virus

The rain in New York didn't wash anything away; it just moved the filth from one street to another. I watched it from the window of my office, the neon sign of the diner across the street blinking a rhythmic, sickly pink. *Eat. Sleep. Die.* My name is Elias. I’m a cleaner. Not the kind that uses a mop, but the kind that uses a suppressed .22 and a set of encrypted credentials. I work for the...

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