The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended gray mist that clung to the wool of Julian’s coat and seeped into the bone. He stood at the edge of the pavement, watching the city exhale its cold breath onto the wet asphalt. Behind him, the hotel room was a tomb of half-packed bags and forgotten regrets. Ahead, the street stretched out into the gloom, indifferent to his...

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