The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The rain hits the windshield in a staccato rhythm that you try to ignore, your knuckles white against the leather steering wheel of the vintage Jaguar, the engine humming a low, mournful note that vibrates up through your spine into the base of your skull. You are in London, or perhaps it is just the grayness of the sky that makes the city feel like a memory of itself, a ghost town of glass and...

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