The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The rain did not fall so much as it was extracted from the sky, a cold, grey slurry that slicked the cobblestones of the Whitehall district until the world looked like a bruised eye. Inside the Ministry of Internal Stability, the air was thick with the scent of stale tobacco and wet wool, a perfume of bureaucratic decay that had settled into the velvet drapes and the mahogany paneling. Arthur...

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