The Distant Metropolis

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended grey curtain that blurred the edges of the city into a watercolor wash of slate and charcoal. I stood in the center of the atrium, the polished marble beneath my shoes reflecting a distorted, upside-down version of my own face, and I felt a peculiar, hollow lightness in my chest, as if the organs responsible for fear had been...

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