The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The rain does not fall so much as it asserts itself, a cold, relentless sheet that blurs the boundary between the cobblestones of the street and the wet, soot-stained air of the city, and you stand there, your coat heavy with moisture, your hands clasped behind your back in a posture of rigid, defensive stillness, while the man across from you, Inspector Harrow, leans against the brickwork of...

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