The Distant Temple

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The steam hissed against the glass, a high-pitched shriek that vibrated in the teeth. I wiped the fog from the porthole of the ferry, my gloved hand leaving a smudge of oil and grime on the condensation. Outside, the river was not water but a churning slurry of rust and grey foam, thick as porridge, reflecting the iron ribs of the suspension bridge overhead. It was the year of the Great Fog, or...

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