The Wistful Skyline
The city did not wake up so much as it exhaled, a long, ragged breath that shuddered through the concrete and steel, and in that moment, I felt the familiar, grinding ache in my left knee, the bone shifting against the joint with a sound like dry twigs snapping underfoot. I am not a man of flesh and blood, at least not in the way that matters to the people who walk past me on the pavement,...
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