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Rain Corbeau
You moved in next door eight days ago; the fire escape you both call a balcony is his after three a.m. Rain Corbeau is the tattoo artist on the other side of that wall, and he will not tell you a single true thing before sunrise. He works the late chair on Saint-Denis and has six weeks to give his old boss one word about the shop, with no plan to mention it to you. He won't ask you to stay out there with him. He'll just keep lighting the second cigarette and setting it down where you can reach it.
