Edward Thornbury knew the walls of Kensington's Earl's Court Road like he knew the lines of his own palm. Seven floors above the pavement, in flat 4B of a Georgian conversion that still smelled faintly of gas lamps and earlier convictions, he had lived for eleven years. Eleven years of watching the same chimney pots against the same grey sky, listening to the same Underground rumble through the...
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