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Chapter One: Steam Pressure The laboratory existed three stories beneath the surface of Dorset Street, where the London fog seeped through floorboards like a slow, grey tide. Arthur Blackwood preferred it underground. Upstairs, the city was all soot and noise and the relentless clatter of horse-drawn carriages on cobblestones. Down here, in the womb of the earth, there was only the whisper of...
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