The Distant Metropolis

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2026-08-18 15:56:32 -

The brass buttons on my uniform were cold, a chill that seeped through the heavy wool and settled deep in the marrow, a sensation that had become so intimate it felt less like an accessory and more like a second skin, a rigid exoskeleton that had grown over the soft, failing flesh of my body over the thirty years I had served the Institution. I stood before the full-length mirror in the...

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