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It's the kind of rain that doesn't have the decency to just get it over with. It lingers. A gray, miserable drizzle that clings to the brickwork and turns the cobblestones into grease.
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The old Underwood typewriter has a sticking 'E'. It's like writing with a stutter. You get into a rhythm, tap-tap-clack, and then the key catches and you're left with a smudge.
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