The Eighth Canvas

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The Eighth Canvas

The Eighth Canvas The fog in London did not descend so much as it accumulated, layer by layer, until the city existed only as a series of dim shapes emerging from and dissolving back into gray. Dr. Graham Whitfield stood at his study window on Harley Street, watching the gas lamps flicker through the mist, and felt the familiar tightness in his chest that he had learned to associate with the...

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