The Distant Metropolis

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The iron lung sat in the center of the room, a rhythmic, metallic respiration that filled the silence with a sound like the sea crashing against a distant, unseen cliff. You sat beside it, your hands resting on the cool, polished wood of the chair, your fingers interlaced until the knuckles turned the color of old bone. The air in the workshop was thick with the scent of ozone, hot solder, and...

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