The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The rain hits the pavement in thin, gray sheets. It smells of wet chalk and old iron. You stand on the corner. Your coat is brown. It is too heavy for the month. You are not a man. Or perhaps you are, but the city has eaten the shape of you. You are a thing that walks. A shadow with feet. You live in the basement of the bakery on Fourth Street. The bread rises in the dark above you. You can...

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