The Wistful Skyline
You are standing in the rain, and the rain is not wetting you. This is the first thing you must accept. The water beads on the surface of your skin, sliding off your shoulders, dripping from your chin, but it does not soak into the fabric of your existence. You are dry. You have been dry for a long time. The street is slick with black mud and the reflection of the gas lamps, which burn with a...
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