Mutation Rate
The water rises three millimeters per year. I have watched it for seven years from the observation deck of the Gherkin, its glass skin long since shattered, its steel bones exposed to the salt wind that never stops blowing across the Thames Estuary. Below me, the streets of London are canals now. The buses are rusted sarcophagi. The Underground is a drowned catacomb where bioluminescent fish...
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