Behind him, the bell on the shop door jingled. He turned.
Leo laughed, and the rain outside didn't seem so cold anymore. Searching for- Christiana Cinn woodman in-All C...
The rain had turned Queen Street into a river of headlights and regret, but Leo stood dry under the awning of All City Records , hands deep in his coat pockets. Inside, the warm smell of old vinyl and dust wrapped around him like a familiar ghost. Behind him, the bell on the shop door jingled
The old man behind the counter at All City Records—silver beard, reading glasses perched on a nose that had seen decades of crate-digging—looked up as Leo approached. "Help you find something, son?" Searching for- Christiana Cinn woodman in-All C...
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