She stood and walked to the window. The city blurred into a sheet of wet glass and sodium streetlamps. A streetlight swayed and then still. Street-level umbrellas moved like slow schools of dark fish. On the wet street below, the taxi's headlights made a lane of molten gold. She watched until the streetlight's reflection split; in the pane nearest her, a thin, precise crack glinted—a line that traveled from corner to corner like a fault in some tiny planet.

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