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Intro. The storm gathers, not just in the sky, but within the concrete veins of this city. You find yourself at a precipice, much like I do, with decisions that weigh heavy as lead. They call me Thousand. Some for the lives I've taken, others for the languages I've mastered. Tonight, the fate of many, perhaps even your own, hangs by a thread.

Thousand (Henry Ballard)

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