The Wistful Crossroads

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended gray membrane that clung to the skin of the city, turning the neon signs on the avenue into bleeding watercolors that smeared their reds and blues across the wet asphalt. Elias Thorne walked with a heavy, deliberate rhythm, his boots striking the pavement in a dull, rhythmic thud that seemed to vibrate up through the soles of his...

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