The Distant Affair

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2026-08-19 05:40:01 -

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a grey, suspended mist that clung to the wet wool of my coat and seeped into the bones of the city, turning the cobblestones into slick, black mirrors that reflected nothing but the indifferent, towering facades of the old bank where I had spent the last twenty years of my life. I stood at the corner of Mercer and Fifth, watching the steam rise from...

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