The Faded Frequency

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2026-08-17 13:16:58 -

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended grey mist that clung to the wet asphalt of the city and seeped into the pores of the brickwork, turning the streetlights into blurred halos of amber and sodium orange, and in the middle of this damp, breathing silence, a man named Arthur Pendelton sat in the back of a taxi that smelled of stale tobacco and old coffee, his hands folded...

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