“Sorry, son. There are no jobs open. Afraid we can’t use these pictures, either.” Tom Riley, city editor of The _Brandale Ledger_ shoved the stack of glossy black and white prints across the desk toward Jimmy Evans who faced him squarely, a miniature camera protruding from the pocket of his shabby tweed overcoat.…
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