The Distant Metropolis
The water in the basin is cold, and you know that it is the only thing in the world that remains solid. You look down at your hands, those two pale, trembling things that have spent the last seven days scrubbing the grime of the outside world from your skin, and you realize that they are beginning to feel like part of the porcelain. This is the first thing you must understand about the place...
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