The Key Bridge.
As a teenage punk rocker, I crossed the Key Bridge from the affluent buildings of Virginia into the downtown Georgetown of Washington, DC.
The dichotomy between the two could not be clearer. Virginia was ordered, civilized, and very working class. DC was (in those days) the murder capital of the nation.
In my novel The Black Seas of Infinity, I mixed that invisible boundary with my love for horror classics like Frankenstein, where the monster is the real good guy.
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As the world falls apart and martial law takes over, a strange alien creature lurks under the Key bridge.

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