The Faded Frontier
The salt wind on the Dorset coast does not care about frontiers. That was what Margate thought, standing on the edge of the Jurassic Coast where the chalk cliffs crumble into the English Channel with a sound like tearing paper, one grain at a time, over centuries she would never measure.She was forty-seven, a structural engineer who had spent twenty-three years calculating load paths and stress...
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