The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The rain in Kettering doesn’t wash things clean. It just makes the grime slicker, turning the cobblestones into mirrors that reflect nothing but the sky’s bruised purple. I’ve been walking this city for thirty years, ever since Elias took his last breath and left me with a suitcase full of questions and a head full of static. People think detectives are chasers. They think we run after the...

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