The Distant Journey

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The rain in Bristol has a specific weight to it, a grey, industrial sludge that settles into the pores of the skin and refuses to evaporate, leaving you feeling permanently damp and slightly rotting, much like the half-eaten apple in your left breast pocket which has gone from a crisp, sugary red to a bruised, mushy brown over the course of the last three days, a slow decay that mirrors the...

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