The Faded River

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The Faded River

The banquet hall smelled of burnt sugar and cold air. It was a mistake. We knew it was a mistake. The windows were fogged from the inside, thick white ghosts pressing against the glass. Outside, the city hummed its low, electric hum. Inside, we sat in a circle of plastic chairs. Twelve of us. The air was stale. Marcus poured the coffee. He moved with a grace that felt rehearsed. He was my ally....

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