The Wistful Skyline

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The rain had been falling on the city for three days, a steady, gray curtain that blurred the edges of the skyscrapers into soft, bleeding smears of glass and steel. I stood at the window of my office on the fourteenth floor, watching the water run in thick rivulets down the pane, each drop carrying a piece of the world outside with it, dissolving the sharp lines of the street below until the...

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