The Wistful Atlas

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The Wistful Atlas

The heavy oak doors of the Ministry of Internal Security, located in a brutalist concrete slab on the edge of the Thames, closed with a hydraulic sigh that seemed to swallow the last of the autumn light, leaving me in the sterile, fluorescent purgatory of the intake lobby where the air tasted of recycled ozone and floor wax. I stood there, my boots still caked with the wet, red clay of the...

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