The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

She came to Manchester on a Tuesday that tasted of iron. The city was expanding in every direction like a photograph being pulled taut by unseen hands, and Clara Wetherell felt herself caught in the geometry of it—the straight lines of new roads bisecting centuries-old alleyways, the glass towers rising where factories had once belched smoke into a perpetually bruised sky. She was twenty-eight...

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