The Wistful Skyline

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You are bleeding into the rain. It is not your own blood, or at least, you do not recognize the source of it, but it soaks through the wool of your coat and stains the pale gray fabric a deep, arterial rust. You are standing in the middle of the crosswalk, the one that cuts through the center of the district, where the fog is thickest and the streetlights burn with a sickly, amber haze. The...

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