The Architect's Pilgrimage
The crane began its work at dawn, and Linus Chen stood on the roof of the Far East Building watching it approach like a metal heron wading through fog. Below him, the street-level crew was already rigging the dynamite charges into the load-bearing walls—each one a small orange canister that looked absurdly cheerful against the grey stone of a building that had stood since 1905.He closed his...
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