The Pale Path
The banquet hall of the Meridian Institute for Urban Renewal was a cavern of glass and polished steel, suspended forty stories above the rain-slicked arteries of the city, where the air was scrubbed so clean by the high-efficiency particulate filters that it tasted of ozone and sterile ambition, a void that swallowed the warmth of the human body before it could even settle into the flesh....
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