The Wistful Mountain

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The rain does not fall so much as it hangs, a suspended grey curtain over the steel bones of the city, blurring the skyline into a watercolor of doubt. You stand on the balcony of the twelfth floor, the wind tugging at your uniform, a fabric that has grown heavy with the weight of years and the dampness of the air. Your right shoulder aches, a dull, rhythmic throb that syncs with the pulse of...

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