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Chapter 374: The Clockmaker's Debt
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2026-03-25 22:39:50The Night Market had always existed in the gaps between reality, a dimensional pocket accessible only through secret doors, ancient rituals, or, in Jack Sterling's case, brute financial force. But with the Weavers' firewall collapsed, the pocket dimension that had housed the Market for millennia was hemorrhaging stability.
Jack found the entrance in a condemned parking garage in the Meatpacking District. The old clockmaker's shop that had once served as the primary portal was gone, repla
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