The Pale Shadows
The rain had been falling for three days, a steady, gray curtain that blurred the boundaries between the wet asphalt of the street and the dark, wet glass of the office window, creating a visual static that seemed to erode the sharpness of the world, and as I stood there, holding my umbrella like a broken shield, watching the water drip from the frayed edge of the canopy onto the polished shoes...
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