#162511 - Eventually, his feet carried him to Broad Street, the sign of the Broken Axe half swaying in the wind, the other half lying impaled in the ground. ” He listened, head tilted some as he massaged her back, letting her finally come clean to him. While the fact that no label existed that he knew of made him feel unique, it also made him feel alone and doubly outcast.
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