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...the words sprawling across the ground and up the walls in pastel coloured chalks. In this street, in the city of grey, mottled and ...makes her spit blood. Fast forward, flicker, blur. Focus, like a lens twist. The metal point is hot against the delicate lifeline of ... you sidelong, one of those typically brief, quickly assessing points of contact – as close as he’s usually wont to come, at least....
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