The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a suspended grey curtain that blurred the edges of the world until the streetlights bled into halos of sickly amber. In the center of the alley, where the wet asphalt shimmered with the reflection of a broken neon sign, stood Silas Vane, a man who had spent the last decade trying to convince himself that he was not the man the world saw when he looked...

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