The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The rain against the windshield of the municipal cruiser does not wash the city clean; it merely blurs the edges of the grime, turning the neon signs of downtown into smeared watercolors of red and electric blue. You are driving. You have been driving for three hours, the seatbelt cutting a familiar, painful arc across your chest, the leather of the steering wheel slick with the sweat of your...

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