The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

Vane. The name was spat out like a piece of chewed tobacco, landing on the wet cobblestones of the alley with a wet, final thud. I did not look up. I was watching a rat navigate the slick, oil-stained gutters of the South Side, its fur matted into dark, heavy clumps that made it look less like a creature and more like a piece of rags left to rot in the rain. The wind off the river cut through...

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