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The Butterfly Orders Butter Chicken
The rain in Mumbai fell like it was trying to wash away sins that hadn't been committed yet. Through the yellowed plastic of his helmet visor, Arjun Sahay watched the city blur into watercolors—neon bleeding into puddles, concrete dissolving into sky...
The Night Shift Gospel
The wheels of Marcus Washington's cleaning cart sang their familiar hymn against the waxed linoleum of Detroit Memorial's third floor...
The Last Meditation
The morning mist clung to the redwood trees like gossamer silk, and Kamila Okonkwo stood on the wooden deck of the Serene Mind Wellness Center, breathing in the crisp Northern California air...
The Feeding Dark
The smell hit Raj before he even reached the seventh floor – not the usual cocktail of curry, dampness, and old concrete that defined the Shakti Towers apartment building, but something else...
Exact Change
Marcus checked his phone again. Tuesday, 7:15 AM. Mrs. Nguyen would be standing at the corner of 35th and McDowell in exactly three minutes. She was never late, never early...
The Navigation of Small Miracles
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