The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The rain in Chicago did not wash things clean; it merely made the grime slicker, turning the asphalt into a mirror that reflected nothing but the low, bruised sky and the relentless, indifferent flow of traffic. Marcus stepped off the 18 bus at the corner of Clark and Lake, his shoulders hunched against the wind that cut through his thin coat like a blade. He was a man who had forgotten how to...

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