Blood and Roses
· Alessia DeLuca & Production Syndicate · 5 min read
At 2:00 AM, a suffocating wall of salt fog rolled off the East River, swallowing the rusted cranes and cavernous brick warehouses of the Brooklyn Navy Yard in ghostly silver mist. Tied to Pier 14 was the *Dmitri Pavlov*, a rusted Panamanian freighter whose cranes had just finished offloading three forty-foot steel shipping containers onto the wet asphalt. Nearby, eight black tactical vans sat with their engines idling, surrounded by…
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