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summary:
Clark kicks his feet the entire rest of his way back to the Planet, spinning gunshots and grandfathers and conversations between kids who don’t know any better through his mind until Lois’s coffee is practically cold. Wrong place, wrong time. Just got in the way. He grits his teeth as the elevator doors to the Planet slide closed in front of him. “Tell him nothing, Superman.” That wasn’t how it happened. -- OR: In the aftermath of Luthor and a clone and a rift that nearly swallows Metropolis, there's only one hero's story Clark Kent wants to tell.
















