The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The fog rolled in from the river, thick and grey as wool. It swallowed the cobblestones of Blackfriars Lane. It swallowed the gas lamps. It swallowed Thomas. Thomas felt the dampness seep into his boots. He pulled his coat tighter. The wool chafed his neck. He was a man of few words. He was a man of few secrets. Or so he told himself. He walked fast. The air tasted of coal and iron. The city...

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