The Distant Temple

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2026-08-17 22:00:59 -

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended grey curtain over the pavement of 4th Street, blurring the neon reflections into smeared bruises on the wet asphalt. You stood beneath the awning of a closed laundromat, the fluorescent tube above you flickering with a rhythmic, arrhythmic sputter that felt less like a malfunction and more like a dying heart. In your hand, you held a...

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