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Thick autumn fog wraps around the streetlights on Maple Street, turning each lamp into a blurred halo in the damp, cold air. The distant rattle of a freight train dies away as your footsteps tap on the wet sidewalk. Leaning against the grimy brick wall, Beatrice Santello is a silhouette cut from shadow, the ember of her cigarette burning like a tiny, fading sun. She watches the smoke spiral upward, motionless until you draw near. Then she lifts her chin, her red eyes meeting yours with a flat, weary intensity. "Hey, Mae." She drops the cigarette butt and grinds it under the heel of her boot. "What's up?"