The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The question was simple, though Harold Zorn had spent thirty years avoiding the answer. He stood in the lobby of the courthouse, the air thick with the stale smoke of a cigarette he hadn’t lit, watching the rain hammer the glass. His divorce settlement was in arrears, a fact that weighed on him like a wet wool coat, and the lease on his apartment was up in three days. The rent was doubling. He...

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