The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The rain in the Quarter doesn’t wash things clean; it only makes the grime slicker, turning the cobblestones into mirrors for a sky that has forgotten how to be blue. You are standing on the corner of Seventh and Main, your collar turned up against the damp that seeps into your bones, and you are counting the seconds between the passing trams. One, two, three. The number is arbitrary, but the...

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