The Distant Garden

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The rain fell on the roof of the municipal archive with a rhythmic, metallic persistence that sounded like the ticking of a thousand tiny clocks counting down to a deadline that had already passed, and Thomas Bradshaw sat in the corner of the room, his boots muddy from the streets outside, his hands resting on a stack of damp blueprints that smelled of wet chalk and old paper, while he tried to...

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