The Distant Cartograph

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The air in the basement is thick, a suspended particulate of dust and damp earth that coats the back of your throat, tasting of iron and old decay, and you stand there in the center of the room, your hands trembling not from cold but from the sheer, crushing weight of the silence that has settled over the concrete walls, which are sweating with condensation that traces slow, weeping lines down...

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