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“Newark, New Jersey. The bad part. Almost a redundancy.
Decay was the first word that came to mind. The buildings were more than falling apart - they actually seemed to be breaking down, melting from some sort of acid onslaught. Here urban renewal was about as familiar a concept as time travel. The surroundings looked more like a war newsreel - Frankfurt after the Allies' bombing - than a habitable dwelling.”
― Harlan Coben, One False Move

“The starburst from the rising' sun beams through the canvas hole. It blinds me. I lose control of my own free will. In that moment push the canvas aside, crawl between the man's legs, and search my father's steel eyes. Papa flicks his eyebrows, signaling me to calm.”
― Leslie K. Barry

“YAEL; He slides the suitcase and pumps my cap over my eyes and back up again. The crow's feet that bloom into a dozen crinkles around his eyes when he smiles warm me. When my father smiles, nothing in the world can hurt us.”
― Leslie K. Barry