The Distant Metropolis

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The departure was not a sudden severing but a slow, agonizing erosion, like the tide withdrawing from a shore it had held for centuries, leaving behind only the wet, dark memory of salt and the hollow ache of absence. Thomas Bradshaw stood on the platform of the grand station, the air thick with the scent of coal smoke and impending rain, watching the train that had carried his wife, Eleanor,...

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