The Faded River

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The Faded River

The rain had been falling for three days, a persistent, gray weeping that turned the streets of Chicago into a slurry of mud and oil, and I stood on the corner of Michigan Avenue with my suitcase in hand, watching the water gather in the gutters, feeling the weight of the city pressing down on my shoulders like a physical force, a heavy, wet cloak that I could not shake off, while the wind...

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