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Every Christmas Eve, Graham Elridge did the same thing. He stood by the tall window in his living room, scotch...

The day began with the quiet predictability that defined the small hillside town. A delicate, translucent mist hugged the cobblestone...

The rain fell in a soft, unyielding drizzle, transforming the pavement outside the small coffee shop near the bus station...

The crystal chandelier suspended above the main dining room of Le Bernardin didn’t just shine; it fractured the light into...

The rain drummed a persistent, rhythmic beat against the colossal floor-to-ceiling windows of the high-end French bistro, a glass sanctuary...