The Man in the Resonant Disc
Edinburgh in 1893 was a city of two faces, and neither of them was honest. The daytime face was all Georgian elegance—squares of cream stone, gardens of rhododendron, professors in black gowns walking to the university with their heads full of ideas that would change the world. The nighttime face was the Old Town, with its closes and wynds and stairways that went down into the earth, where the...
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