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... of downtown. Polluted or not, it tasted a million times better than the filtered to the point of surrealism air in the Heavenly household.
The concrete bench beneath me was cool to the touch. To my left loomed the Heavenly Building, a massive high-rise. The lower six floors were made up of mall shops. The top floors housed the Heavenly conglomerate.
I'd been up to the apex once, back when I was engaged to King. Before the wedding. Before he turned off his humanity.
Never ...
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