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Submitted to Contest #290
In Chicago, at the intersection of Grand and State, the true spirit of the city unleashes. The rain had turned the streets into mirrors—glassy reflections distorting neon signs and blurred faces. The air reeked of metallic gasoline, wet pavement, and faint smoke—notes of a city breathing its own exhaustion. Through this gray haze, a man emerged. His gait was deliberate, burdened by the gravity of years, carrying only a worn leather briefcase. No umbrella. No hurry. His face was weathered, lines etched like forgotten sheet music. Under the fl...
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