The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The rain did not fall so much as it existed, a heavy, grey suspension that turned the streets of Chicago into black mirrors reflecting the sickly yellow glow of the streetlamps. Sergeant Elias Thorne stood beneath the awning of a closed laundromat, his badge feeling less like a symbol of authority and more like a cold weight against his chest, a stone dropped into the deep well of his own...

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