The Distant Metropolis

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The jar of blue lozenges sat on the edge of the workbench, a perfect cylinder of cobalt glass that seemed to hold the very essence of the sky trapped within its cold, unyielding walls, and you held it in your hands with a trembling reverence that belied the frantic, industrial hum of the textile mill surrounding you, where the air was thick with the scent of machine oil, damp wool, and the...

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