The Distant Threshold

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The iron bars of the window did not just frame the city; they sliced it into vertical strips of soot and steam, pinning the world against my chest like a specimen under glass, and I stood there, my hands still slick with the cold sweat of the riot, my lungs burning with the acrid taste of the tear gas that had drifted in through the cracks in the door, watching the street below where the...

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