The Faded Frontier

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The rain hit the pavement like static. It was loud. It was gray. I stood under the awning of the dry cleaner. The sign buzzed. It hummed a low note. A C minor. Maybe lower. I didn't know music. I just felt it in my teeth. "Move it, Elias." The voice came from the dark. A man in a suit. Wet. Shivering. He held a coffee cup. The steam curled up and died. "I'm waiting," I said. "For what?" "For...

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