The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended gray veil that turned the neon signs of the city into bleeding watercolors on the wet asphalt. Margaret Holloway stood on the corner of Fifth and Main, her coat soaked through to the skin, watching the crowd move like a river of dark water around her fixed stone. She was fifty-two years old, a data entry clerk for a logistics firm...

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