The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The tower stood in the middle of the parking lot. It was white. It was ugly. It was the only thing left of the Meridian Mall. Elara stared at it. The glass doors were gone. The escalators were rusted skeletons. The anchor tenant, a department store named *Vane’s*, had a hole in its roof the size of a car. She checked her watch. 4:00 PM. The shift started in an hour. She had to be there. She had...

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