The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The air in the Sector tasted of ozone and old rain, a metallic tang that coated the back of my throat and made my teeth ache, so I spat into the gutter where the neon reflections shimmered like broken coins, and I watched the rain slide down the face of the building across the street, a slow, deliberate weeping that mirrored the way I felt about leaving her, because she was standing on the...

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