The Distant Joke

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2026-08-18 01:40:13 -

The Distant Joke

The brass telescope in my hands grew warm against my palms, a heat that had nothing to do with the frigid air of the Iron City and everything to do with the strange, humming vitality that pulsed through its polished barrel. I stood on the edge of the precipice, where the soot-blackened cliffs of the industrial underworld met the sky, which was not a sky at all but a vast, churning expanse of...

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