The Contraction at Greenwich
The fog rolled in from the Thames at four o'clock, as it always did in November, carrying with it the smell of coal smoke and low tide. Professor Arthur Pendleton stood in the dome of the Royal Observatory at Greenwich, his brass telescope pointed not at the stars above but at the data sheets spread across his oak desk. The spectral readings from the last three weeks showed a pattern that...
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