The Wistful Dinner

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The rain in London that November did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a fine, cold mist that settled into the wool of coats and the pores of skin, carrying with it the metallic tang of the city’s own exhalation. Arthur Penhaligon stood at the window of his cramped office at the university, watching the grey curtain blur the street below, and he held in his hands a small, velvet-lined...

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