The Galvanized Soul

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The year was 1892, and London was a city of soot and electricity. In the basement of a derelict townhouse in Spitalfields, I, Dr. Sterling, had constructed a sanctuary of brass, copper, and humming capacitors. My peers at the Royal Society called my theories "borderline occultism," but they lacked the courage to stare into the abyss of the biological machine. I did not believe in ghosts; I...

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