The Big Sleep of Truth

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The city was a concrete jungle that breathed smog and exhaled desperation. I’m Leo. I used to wear a badge, but these days I wear a cheap suit and a permanent scowl. My office is a four-by-four box in a building that smells like wet dogs and old regrets. I had a wife once. Or so I thought. Sonia was a vision in silk and pearls, the kind of woman who could make a man forget his own name just by...

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