The Wistful Crossroads

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2026-08-17 21:38:56 -

You are bleeding on the asphalt, the red mixing with the wet grey of the storm that has been beating against the windows of the station house since dawn, and the taste of copper is thick and heavy in your mouth, a metallic tang that coats the back of your throat and refuses to wash away, while the rain hammers against your upturned face in sheets so cold they feel like needles pricking the skin...

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