The Distant Metropolis

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The bell above the door did not ring. It was not that it was broken, though the brass clapper hung limp and silent against the frame. It was that the air in the corridor had grown too thick, too heavy with the scent of damp wool and stale ink, to permit such a frivolous sound. You stood at the end of the long oak table, your hands resting flat against the polished wood, feeling the cold grain...

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