The Wistful Asylum

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2026-08-19 06:38:24 -

The rain had been falling for three days, a relentless, gray sheet that turned the streets into sluggish rivers of mud and oil, and it was this water that had finally eroded the structural integrity of my patience. I stood in the doorway of the precinct, my coat slick, my boots heavy with the sludge of the city, and I watched the steam rise from the manholes in long, ghostly ribbons. Inside,...

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