The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The rain did not fall so much as it was exhaled by the gray, weeping sky, a persistent, cold mist that settled into the bones of the city and refused to leave, turning the cobblestones into mirrors that reflected nothing but the hollowed-out eyes of the passing crowds. I stood on the threshold of the station, my uniform damp and heavy, the brass buttons cold against the wet wool, feeling the...

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